老師讓同學回家後寫一篇有關於 "國家"、"黨" 、"社會"和"人民的作文。
.......

小明不理解這些詞的涵義，就去問爸爸。

爸爸告訴他："國家是最大的，就像是你奶奶。

黨是最有權力的，是一家之主，就像我。

社會就是為黨和國家而活，還得聽黨的，就像你媽媽。

人民就是最小的，說什麼也沒人聽，就像你。"

晚飯後，小明想寫作文，可是還不是明白這些事 ! !

就去想問奶奶，可是奶奶已經睡了。

小明去找爸爸，爸爸跟媽媽正忙著"床上運動"

爸爸一看他來，兩個耳刮子就給他出來了。

小明沒辦法，只好抹抹眼淚，回房間自己寫作文了。

第二天，爸爸接到老師電話：

你是小明的壩爸爸吧!"

"是阿，什麼事?"

關于小明的作文"

是寫的不好嗎 ?"

不！ 是寫的太好了，我懷疑不是他自己寫的".........................

他寫了什麼?"


小明作文寫........

國家已沉睡，黨在玩社會，

社會在呻吟，

人民在流淚。

This is a good one, sodog.

我都知我係"人民" .....

似乎最 happy 係 "黨"

國家長眠 ﹐社會被私有化 ﹐人民只能在夾縫偷生 ﹐可悲﹗

一個十歲的小學生發現五年級的數學實在是他這一生中最難的功課。
舉凡家教、同學、CD教學片、教科書，但都沒用。
最後父母決定把孩子轉進私立小學，不是普通的私立小學，而是一所天主教學校。
開學的第一天來臨了，小傢伙開始向著偉大的陌生世界冒險。
那天放學回來後，他走過父母親面前，逕自回房把門關起來。
辛苦工作了兩個小時，出來吃個飯就又直接回到樓上，認真的做功課直到就寢。
這樣的模式一天繼續一天，直到第一次發成績單。
那天，這孩子走進家門，把信封丟在餐桌上，就逕自回房做功課。
他父母親打開成績單，讓他們驚奇的是數學成績居然是A。
他們欣喜萬分地衝上兒子的房間，為他的進步激動不已。
「是那些修女嗎？」爸爸問。
「不是。」兒子回答。
「是課前的禱告嗎？」媽媽問。
「不是。」
「是教科書、老師、還是課程安排？」爸爸問。
「不，不是。」
「喔！那麼，是什麼原因呢？」媽媽問。
「是這樣的，進學校的第一天，我看見一個人被釘在加號上面，我知道...他們是玩真的。」

mpiipm :
I love this one...crack me up!!

當初我都有呢種經歷的話, 可能我都成為一位出色的學者

A Dead Duck

A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away."
  
The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"
  
"Yes, I am sure. The duck is dead," he replied.
  
"How can you be so sure," she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."

The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room, and returned a few moments later with a black Labrador retriever. As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the
dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog, escorted him out, and returned a few moments later with a cat. The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on its
haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100 percent certifiably, a dead duck."

Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.

The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill."One hundred and fifty dollars!" she cried, "One hundred and fifty dollars just to tell me my duck is dead?"
  
The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now $150.