Palm trees mean vacation and A is always for apple. You’ll learn the language soon enough. It’s the secret handshake they’ve been printing on flash cards and broadcasting in every pulpit speech, pamphlet, and billboard advertisement. There’s not a single soul that isn’t familiar with it by now. Everybody will know what you mean when you draw them a cross or a light bulb. They’ll know what they think you want them to know — even if they’re really not thinking about Christianity or new ideas at all. But then, are there every any new ideas anymore? Perhaps it’s not Christianity you’ll evoke with the cross, maybe it’s buried treasure, perhaps the light bulb won’t mean ‘Eureka!’, but the farthest it’ll go is to bring forth same vaguely formed idea of electricity. The new ideas are buried in the associations we are quick to cast away as invalid. Maybe, to you, the light bulb is the tingle on the back of your hand as it remembers how your bedroom lamp burnt your hand at fifteen in a struggle with a boy who only claimed to love you. But this instance is not universal, is it? Why bother, why bother? Because someone has to tell the story — you have to tell the story and learn that yes, it is universal. We’re all feeling the same things in different ways, but rarely does someone express this with something other than the outline of a heart that is supposed to mean love, or colouring everything blue because that means sadness. The people who tell the story well know that you can freeze a palm tree outside an office building, and that A is also for apricot. You must know this too.