From a post by Ozark...

In a third grade class the teacher was having the kids stand up one at a time, tell what their dad did for a living, and spell it.

Little Mary got called on first, and she said "My daddy is a baker, that's B-A-K-E-R, and if he was here today he'd bake us all a cake".

Billy was next, and he said "My daddy is a banker, that's B-A-N-K-E-R, and if he was here he could make us all a loan".

Leroy, the black kid, was next, and he said "My daddy he a 'lectrician. Dat's L-E-K ...". The teacher interrupted and said, "No, Leroy. Try again." Leroy said "OK, dat's L-E-C-K...". The teacher said "No, Leroy - sit down and think about your spelling and I'll call on you again later."

The little hoodlum Johnny was next, and he said "My daddy is a bookie. That's B-O-O-K-I-E, and if he was here today he'd be shooting us all 5-to-3 odds that that n****r ain't never gonna spell electrician."