Look In The Pencil Pit(tsburgh)

I teach a first-grade class. I have a bucket of sharpened pencils for them to use.

Student: “Miss [My Name], I need a pencil.”

Me: “Where do the pencils live?”

Student: *Thinks.* “Pennsylvania?”

He didn’t know why I was laughing. He also didn’t get why I told him that he’s gonna make a great dad one day…