Our teacher once asked us a simple question: “What’s your favorite animal?” Without missing a beat, I proudly said, “Fried chicken.”

She looked at me like I’d just insulted her cat. “That’s not funny,” she said. But it had to be funny—because the whole class burst into laughter.

My parents have always told me to be honest. So I was. Fried chicken is my favorite animal—crispy, golden, delicious. I don't see the problem.

When I told my dad what happened, he just chuckled and said, “Your teacher is probably a member of PETA.” Then he added, “They really love animals... a little too much, maybe.”

Well, so do I. Especially the ones that taste good—chicken, pork, beef… you name it. Anyway, my teacher didn’t appreciate my honesty. She sent me straight to the principal’s office.

I told him the story, word for word. He laughed. Really laughed. Then he said, “Let’s try not to do that again, alright?” I agreed, though I wasn’t sure what I did wrong.

The next day in class, the teacher gave me another shot. This time she asked, “What’s your favorite live animal?”

I thought carefully, then said, “Chicken.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Why chicken?”

I smiled. “Because you can turn them into fried chicken.”

Back to the principal’s office I went.
He laughed again and sighed, “Let’s really try not to do that again.”

Now I was just confused. Why was I getting in trouble for being honest? My parents told me to always tell the truth. Apparently, school prefers a filtered version of the truth.

Then today, the teacher asked us who our favorite famous person was.
I didn’t hesitate.
“Colonel Sanders,” I said. (The founder of KFC, in case you didn’t know.)

And guess where I am now?
Yep—back in the principal’s office.

LOL!
Hope this little story gave you a chuckle. Keep smiling and enjoy your day!

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Part 2: What Does Your Dad Do for a Living?

It was a sunny Tuesday morning in Mrs. Anderson’s third-grade classroom. The windows were open, a light breeze was blowing in, and the students were chatting as they settled into their desks.

Mrs. Anderson, who was known for her cheerful smile and creative teaching methods, had something fun planned.
“Today,” she said, “we’re going to learn about different professions. Let’s talk about what your parents do for a living.”

She turned to Johnny, a clever kid known for his quick wit. “Johnny, why don’t you start?”

Johnny grinned. “Sure, Mrs. Anderson. My dad presses Ctrl + Alt + Delete for a living.”

The class burst into laughter. Even Mrs. Anderson cracked a smile.

She tilted her head, trying to hide her amusement. “That’s a… unique job, Johnny. Is your dad a computer technician?”

Johnny shook his head proudly. “Nope! He’s just really good at rebooting the Wi-Fi router every time it crashes!”

Now the classroom was roaring with laughter. Mrs. Anderson couldn’t help but join in. For a moment, the lesson took a backseat to this delightful moment of humor.

But being the thoughtful teacher she was, she saw an opportunity for a teachable moment.

“Well, Johnny,” she said warmly, “your dad might not work in an office or have a fancy title, but it sounds like he plays an important role in keeping your household running—especially in the digital age. Being tech-savvy is an awesome skill!”

Johnny beamed. It felt good to know his dad’s daily tech battles had real value.

The rest of the class began sharing stories about their parents, and Mrs. Anderson learned about a wide range of jobs—from nurses and drivers to online sellers and small business owners.

What started as a light-hearted question turned into a valuable lesson: every job matters, whether it’s rebooting routers or running a company.

And Johnny? He taught everyone that even pressing Ctrl+Alt+Delete could make you the family hero.