Peanuts by Charles Schulz for September 01, 2018

Their, they’re, Sally, it’ll be okay.

Snoopy probably knows how many years she’s been going to school and how little she pays attention when there. She has taken him as her show and tell project after all.

Funny, I don’t remember show and tell being mandatory or graded when I was in elementary school.

Was Sally trying to say “aisle”?

You can learn about homonyms when school starts, Sally.

Only one mistake? It’s not so bad.

Don’t you mean “edumacation” Sally?

At Christmas, maybe they’ll have a you’ll log.

With education today, kids cannot read what Sally wrote anyway.

Is Sally patient zero on “lose-loose” and “canon-cannon” confusion?

Cursive is a lost art

And maybe…just maybe…in 25 years education “experts” will declare cursive is essential to developing good motor skills and eye-hand coordination in young children and reestablish it again.

I’d rather be on an isle.

That’s what happens when you don’t want to learn, Sally!

and thats why youre going back to school!!

Oh, deer! :)

Maybe a seat on a nice tropical isle?

Paul Simon said “my lack of education, never hurt me none”

I see spelling mistakes by professional writers for newspapers, all the time. And bloggers…and posters…and texting. I had several nice work shirts for my DS made up with his embroidered work logo and his name on. They came. Yep, I spelled his workplace wrong.

That makes perfect sense to the re-tards in school today.

I read articles written online by professionals, with all sorts of mistakes in them.

Looks write two me… ☺

Sorry about the formatting. I don’t know how to get new lines in the comments.

/ Eye halve a spelling chequer / It came with my pea sea / It plainly marques four my revue / Miss steaks eye kin knot sea. / / Eye strike a key and type a word / And weight four it two say / Weather eye am wrong oar write / It shows me strait a weigh. / / As soon as a mist ache is maid / It nose bee fore two long / And eye can put the error rite / Its rare lea ever wrong. / / Eye have run this poem threw it / I am shore your pleased two no / Its letter perfect awl the weigh / My chequer tolled me sew.