As I have yet to begin therapy this year, I will post with some of the oldies, but goodies I've heard in the past couple of years.
One day, I entered a 1st grade classroom to pick up a student for testing. She is sitting on the opposite side of the room when the teacher calls her and tells her she needs to leave with me. She gets up from her desk, looks at me, and begins to walk in my direction. "oh!" she exclaims, "you have blonde hair like me! Not like these kids," she says as she looks down at the heads of her classmates.
*it should be noted that my school in Southern California has an Hispanic population of approximately 89%