Mr. Merwin took it.
Grace's uncle met her on the street one spring day and asked her whether she was going out with a picnic party from her school.
"No," replied his eight-year-old niece, "I ain't going."
"My dear," said the uncle, "you must not say, 'I ain't going.' You must say, 'I am not going.'" And he proceeded to give her a little lesson in grammar: "'You are not going. He is not going. We are not going. You are not going. They are not going.' Now, can you say all that?"
"Sure I can," responded Grace quite heartily. "There ain't nobody going."—Harper's.
"What is the plural of man, Willie?" asked the teacher of a small pupil.
"Men," answered Willie.
"And, the plural of child?"