Arthur wasn't illiterate; he just didn't see the point. He had graduated near the top of his class, and his bookshelves were filled with heavy, leather-bound classics—all of which served as excellent coasters for his coffee.
Maya frowned. "But the movie doesn't tell you what they're thinking ."
He finally opened the cover, the spine cracking in protest. For the first time in a decade, he didn't just decode the words—he followed them. He realized Maya was right. The movies gave him the "what," but the pages were giving him the "why." By the time the sun rose, Arthur wasn't just a man who could read; he was a man who did . aliterate
One rainy Saturday, Arthur’s niece, Maya, visited. She pulled a worn copy of The Odyssey from the shelf. "Uncle Art, what happens in this one?" she asked, eyes wide with curiosity.
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Arthur shrugged. "I think there’s a giant eye and some long boat rides. Honestly, Maya, why bother with dusty old words when you can just watch the movie in half the time?"