One of our fourth grade teachers came into the office after lunch holding up this piece of matzo cracker and quite excitedly exclaiming "Minnesota", "Minnesota."
I asked him what he was talking about and he waved it at me and just said "Minnesota." Then he put it in his mailbox and left the room.
That's when I took a picture of it.
Later that afternoon he came to collect it. We teased him and told him he needed to preserve it somehow.
I asked him if he nibbled it that way and he said no, that it broke off quite by accident.
In his words "Some people find the Blessed Mother in things, I find Minnesota."
So we dubbed it the Minnesota Miracle Matzo.
I'll let you know if we actually have any miracles any time soon.