One of my very earliest memories is playing with buckets of
wheat on the kitchen floor. There were probably things like cups and mixing
spoons that we could use to stir and pour the wheat. It could have been rice,
I’m not completely sure.
I also remember my mom telling me that if you put some wheat
in your mouth and chewed on it long enough, it would turn into gum. So I tried
it. But I never did get any gum out of it—maybe I just never had the patience
to chew on it long enough.
