I was earlier today at a video rental shop with my kid when I noticed a 7-year-old girl wearing dirty clothes and flip-flops telling her toothless granny about a film she had seen on the shelf.
It was about Zeus and her granny understood God instead (because it sounds alike in Portuguese, Deus) and the mad little girl said, “No, granny! It’s Zeus not God. It’s a Greek god and… oh forget it!”
I was completely astounded but suddenly filled with hope for the next generation. Everything isn’t lost after all!