A bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils redux

I first wrote about my bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils four years ago.

On Monday night, Mr. M-mv took me to a teacher supply store where, as is my wont each August, I chose a number of novelty pencils with which to mark the new school year. I selected a couple with music notes and a couple that proudly proclaimed, "Readers are leaders!" And as I sharpened these and the pencils Master M-mv received from his recruiter, I remembered that...

... without the care and inspiration of a few wonderful public school teachers, I would be a small, sad human being.

New points on crayons, unblemished [note]pads, fragrant pencil blossoms -- these remind me of teachers I loved and those who loved me back.

May we parent-teachers strive to the levels of excellence demonstrated by the best of those teachers we remember well.