Excited, Boyce nodded that he would like that.
"Can you read?"
Boyce shrugged with an embarrassed grin.
"I know the old alphabet … my grandfather taught me, but I can't understand very much.
Lloyd showed his understanding with a nod, and begged Boyce to sit again on the stool, and when he did, Lloyd handed him the book.
"I will do what I can to teach you, young Lord." Lloyd promised then allowed Boyce to leaf through the pages to familiarize himself with the contents. He turned to a large and colourful map and began to read slowly:
"The North American continent stretches between two oceans and from the northern icecaps to the southern tropics. Its land varies from mountains and prairies, to dense marches and arid deserts. The people of North America are united under a political ideology known as DEMOCRACY, which prime advantage lies in the FREEDOMS given to each individual citizen."
Boyce finished his time consuming and irregular method of reading and smiled as he looked up at Lloyd. He waited for a response.
"You did well, Boyce!"
"Tell me, Lloyd … are we Americans?"