Okay, I can't not tell you another funny experience in my classroom. This one ought to get at least a smile out of you.
Around eight years ago, I had an adorable blond, blue-eyed girl come up to my desk and hand me a paper plate first thing in the morning. I asked her what the plate was for and she explained to me that she had swallowed a marble the night before. She went on to say that her mother wanted me to go with her every time she went to the bathroom to see when the marble came out. Now, I truly try to accommodate the parents in my classroom, but I draw the line at looking for swallowed marbles. I handed her back her plate and explained that I would be unable to accompany her. I also told her to have her Mom call me if she had any questions.
Evidently, the marble was retrieved that night at home or that's what she told me the next day.