A Hard-Earned Snack

My stomach gave a loud rumble that shook my whole frame, so I knew it was time to find some real sustenance. I trotted out past the front steps and followed the stone path straight into the nearby park. Up on a picnic table, I spotted a giant, smooth walnut resting in a groove of the weathered planks. Its shell was solid, but I wasn't backing down. I hoisted a flat river pebble, set my feet firmly, and struck the ridge with a clean crack. The shell split right down the center to reveal the fresh kernel inside. Hard work always makes food taste ten times better!