I will never be able to think of the word “apt” without remembering the lengths to which my teacher went to explain to us why the cat, Dragon, had “an apt name.” Showing all of the signs of the anxious perfectionist I was, I didn’t want anyone to know that I’d read the book before. The next time I encountered the super-smart rats of NIMH, I was in fifth grade and we were reading the book together as a class assignment. I concluded with all of the logic of a 10-year-old that that must mean that Nicodemus and his community were out there somewhere. I remember being into the book enough that I used Ask Jeeves to find “NIMH” and was astounded that it was a real place. My copy called it The Secret of NIMH to tie it in with the movie, which had come out more than a decade beforehand. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH, I was in the third grade.
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