Biggest Instrument

On Wednesday, the grade 3s had their first ever concert (for their parents).  The next day, I was talking with a violinist from the junior quartet (grade 5).

Girl: How was the grade 3 concert?
Me: It was good.
Girl: Now, be honest - did some of them sound terrible?
Me: Ummm... I don't think so... But I couldn't hear all of them, so I can't say with certainty.
Girl: Oh, now, are they going to play for the grade 2s at the end of the year?
Me: Yes.
Girl: Man, I loved that!  It got me so pumped up!  I really wanted to play the double bass.  I wanted to play the biggest instrument in the class.
Me: So, uh, how's that working out for you?
Girl: Yeah.  Not so great.

Squashed Tomato

With a grade 4 girl, we'd been working on an ostinato and writing it on the board.  Later, I was teaching a grade 2 girl.

Girl [giggling]: Squashed tomato...
Me: Ah - what?
Girl [still giggling]: Squashed tomato... okay, os-ti-na-to, but we call them squashed tomatoes.
Me: Oohhh.

And then we made up one of our own.