My daughter is revising for her AS exams. This morning we had a conversation that shows her sense of humour.
My Lucky Pencil
Jennie: Dad, is it sad that I have a revision pencil?
Me: In what way is it a revision pencil?
Jennie: It’s lucky
I attempt not to get a worried look on my face
Me: What happens if you loose your lucky revision pencil?
A thoughtful look passes over her face.
Jennie: I’ll go and find another lucky pencil.
She rummages in her pencil case and retrieves something
Jennie: These Ikea pencils are pretty lucky.
If she ever realises that she’s a philosophical guru then she could change the world.