When I was a kid, in the 4th grade, in a school full of nuns … I had a lay teacher. Her name was Mrs. Notcher.
One afternoon, Mrs. Notcher taught us about the rotation of the earth and the revolution of the moon. She held a paper weight in her hands and called it the moon. She was the earth and her massive desk was the sun. As she walked around the sun, she was turning the moon around her.
Something so obscure back then became real to me and I finally understood… and now over 40 years later her lesson is crystal clear in my mind again as the seasons change.
Ever had a lesson come back to you years after the fact? Ever had a teacher that made you want to learn?
Ever learn a lesson without realizing it?