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The kids love when I draw on the whiteboard in class, because we end up arguing for 10 minutes about what the animal actually is. "Teacher, is it a shark?" "Uh, no." "Is it a gorilla?" "No." This could go on forever, so I finally tell them, "It's a tiger." "That's not a tiger," they say, shaking their heads emphatically.
To distract them from my (lack of) drawing skills, I change the subject to, "What do tigers eat?" The answer is usually some variation of, "They eat fish/deer/kimchi." And I say, "That's right. Do you know what else they eat?" To which I usually get silence, allowing me to deliver my punch line, "They eat little Korean boys/girls." That joke always cracks me up, but inevitably they turn it around and say, "No, they eat Canadian men."