Chapter 20

And I was right about it. It was far more crowded than I had anticipated. Children ranging in age from ten to fifteen years old were seated on the mattress in the first few rows of the countless lines. Teenagers, teachers, artists, and people from a variety of other occupations filled the seats in the rows that followed.

My eyes were opened to a stage as the security guards who were standing across the largest, longest, and tallest photo frame I had ever seen began to push it. When I saw the stage that was adorned with the golden throne, which is the seat of dignity, my mouth dropped open in shock. The jewels that had been engraved shone brightly like diamonds. It was such a breathtaking scene.

Atlas took his seat atop the magnificent throne after directing me to take a position behind it. As I came out of my trance and focused my attention on the meeting, I realized that he was correct and that I shared his disdain for the sciences, the humanities, and education. Up until the literar