This past week was Teacher Appreciation Week.
This always makes me think of the teachers who made a difference in my life.
One teacher came to mind this week when I was showing my daughter, "Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of N.I.H.M." at the library.
My daughter asked if I had read it. I had not.
My fifth grade language arts teacher, Mrs. Rice read it to me and our class.
I wasn't that big a fan of the fifth grade.
Art class with the beautiful Ms. Fisher and Mrs. Rice reading aloud made it bearable.
I had a second thought about Mrs. Rice this week when I was thinking about "kernels" in the woods.
I remember pig nuts (hickory nuts) were fun to open when the outer husk got dry enough.
I also remember going out and collecting about a hundred acorns an crushing them on a rock in an attempt to make acorn pancakes just like the boy in, "My Side of the Mountain", which Mrs. Rice also read to us.
I barely got a tablespoon's worth of acorn flour, so I never made the pancakes.
I did get a love of books and an appreciation of teachers.
To all my teacher friends,
Remember that you are making a difference, if fact the little things you do could make all the difference in the world.