Little Davy Liu was always enchanted by the fluffy white clouds beyond his elementary school window. First, he would spot a nose, then some eyes, and soon a beaming lion would emerge, decorated with a massive ice cream cone growing out of its mane.
What a stark contrast from the textbook Davy was supposed to read, covered with indecipherable black symbols crowding the page like dead worms. But unraveling them and performing well in school were the keys to future prosperity, or so everyone said.
