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Format: Layer, Start, End, Style, Name, MarginL, MarginR, MarginV, Effect, Text
Dialogue: 0,0:00:01.01,0:00:03.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,A long time ago, there lived a Giant,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:04.35,0:00:09.17,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,a Selfish Giant, whose stunning garden\Nwas the most beautiful in all the land.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:10.07,0:00:12.05,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,One evening, this Giant came home
Dialogue: 0,0:00:12.08,0:00:14.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and found all these children\Nplaying in his garden,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:14.54,0:00:16.14,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and he became enraged.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:16.77,0:00:20.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,"My own garden is my own garden!"
Dialogue: 0,0:00:20.15,0:00:21.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the Giant said.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:22.36,0:00:24.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And he built this high wall around it.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:25.89,0:00:30.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The author Oscar Wilde wrote the story\Nof "The Selfish Giant" in 1888.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:31.95,0:00:37.06,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Almost a hundred years later, that Giant\Nmoved into my Brooklyn childhood
Dialogue: 0,0:00:37.08,0:00:38.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and never left.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:39.06,0:00:41.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I was raised in a religious family,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:41.11,0:00:43.89,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and I grew up reading\Nboth the Bible and the Quran.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:44.57,0:00:47.99,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The hours of reading,\Nboth religious and recreational,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:48.01,0:00:51.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,far outnumbered the hours\Nof television-watching.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:51.10,0:00:54.32,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Now, on any given day,\Nyou could find my siblings and I
Dialogue: 0,0:00:54.34,0:00:57.46,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,curled up in some part\Nof our apartment reading,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:57.48,0:00:59.02,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,sometimes unhappily,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:59.05,0:01:02.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,because on summer days in New York City,\Nthe fire hydrant blasted,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:02.83,0:01:05.99,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and to our immense jealousy,\Nwe could hear our friends down there
Dialogue: 0,0:01:06.02,0:01:07.55,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,playing in the gushing water,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:07.58,0:01:11.05,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,their absolute joy making its way up\Nthrough our open windows.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:11.59,0:01:14.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But I learned that the deeper\NI went into my books,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:14.74,0:01:16.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the more time I took with each sentence,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:16.90,0:01:19.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the less I heard the noise\Nof the outside world.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:19.96,0:01:22.95,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And so, unlike my siblings,\Nwho were racing through books,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:22.98,0:01:24.56,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I read slowly --
Dialogue: 0,0:01:24.59,0:01:26.94,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,very, very slowly.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:27.82,0:01:31.15,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I was that child with her finger\Nrunning beneath the words,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:31.17,0:01:35.67,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,until I was untaught to do this;\Ntold big kids don't use their fingers.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:36.14,0:01:39.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,In third grade, we were made to sit\Nwith our hands folded on our desk,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:39.90,0:01:44.24,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,unclasping them only to turn the pages,\Nthen returning them to that position.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:45.06,0:01:47.55,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Our teacher wasn't being cruel.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:47.58,0:01:49.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It was the 1970s,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:49.28,0:01:52.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and her goal was to get us reading\Nnot just on grade level
Dialogue: 0,0:01:52.28,0:01:53.77,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,but far above it.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:54.20,0:01:56.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And we were always\Nbeing pushed to read faster.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:57.77,0:02:01.46,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But in the quiet of my apartment,\Noutside of my teacher's gaze,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:01.48,0:02:03.91,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I let my finger run beneath those words.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:03.94,0:02:06.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And that Selfish Giant\Nagain told me his story,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:06.83,0:02:10.70,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,how he had felt betrayed by the kids\Nsneaking into his garden,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:10.73,0:02:12.75,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,how he had built this high wall,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:12.77,0:02:15.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and it did keep the children out,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:15.29,0:02:17.66,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,but a grey winter fell over his garden
Dialogue: 0,0:02:17.68,0:02:20.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and just stayed and stayed.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:20.78,0:02:23.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,With each rereading,\NI learned something new
Dialogue: 0,0:02:23.36,0:02:26.95,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,about the hard stones of the roads\Nthat the kids were forced to play on
Dialogue: 0,0:02:26.97,0:02:29.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,when they got expelled from the garden,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:29.11,0:02:32.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,about the gentleness of a small boy\Nthat appeared one day,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:32.52,0:02:34.66,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and even about the Giant himself.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:34.69,0:02:37.74,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Maybe his words weren't rageful after all.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:37.76,0:02:40.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Maybe they were a plea for empathy,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:40.06,0:02:41.60,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,for understanding.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:42.44,0:02:45.74,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,"My own garden is my own garden."
Dialogue: 0,0:02:47.57,0:02:50.30,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Years later, I would learn\Nof a writer named John Gardner
Dialogue: 0,0:02:50.32,0:02:52.60,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,who referred to this\Nas the "fictive dream,"
Dialogue: 0,0:02:52.62,0:02:54.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or the "dream of fiction,"
Dialogue: 0,0:02:54.37,0:02:57.58,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and I would realize that this\Nwas where I was inside that book,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:57.60,0:03:01.39,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,spending time with the characters\Nand the world that the author had created
Dialogue: 0,0:03:01.42,0:03:03.01,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and invited me into.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:03.03,0:03:06.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,As a child, I knew that stories\Nwere meant to be savored,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:06.14,0:03:08.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that stories wanted to be slow,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:08.75,0:03:13.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and that some author had spent months,\Nmaybe years, writing them.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:13.59,0:03:14.94,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And my job as the reader --
Dialogue: 0,0:03:14.96,0:03:18.17,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,especially as the reader who wanted\Nto one day become a writer --
Dialogue: 0,0:03:18.19,0:03:20.28,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,was to respect that narrative.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:21.44,0:03:27.18,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Long before there was cable\Nor the internet or even the telephone,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:27.20,0:03:31.76,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,there were people sharing ideas\Nand information and memory through story.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:31.79,0:03:35.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It's one of our earliest forms\Nof connective technology.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:35.95,0:03:38.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It was the story of something\Nbetter down the Nile
Dialogue: 0,0:03:38.40,0:03:40.83,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that sent the Egyptians moving along it,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:40.86,0:03:43.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the story of a better way\Nto preserve the dead
Dialogue: 0,0:03:43.06,0:03:46.46,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that brought King Tut's remains\Ninto the 21st century.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:46.49,0:03:48.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And more than two million years ago,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:48.46,0:03:52.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,when the first humans\Nbegan making tools from stone,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:52.11,0:03:53.76,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,someone must have said, "What if?"
Dialogue: 0,0:03:54.20,0:03:57.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And someone else remembered the story.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:57.23,0:04:00.76,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And whether they told it through words\Nor gestures or drawings,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:00.79,0:04:03.75,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,it was passed down; remembered:
Dialogue: 0,0:04:03.78,0:04:06.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,hit a hammer and hear its story.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:07.54,0:04:09.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The world is getting noisier.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:09.50,0:04:11.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,We've gone from boomboxes
Dialogue: 0,0:04:11.52,0:04:15.84,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to Walkmen to portable CD players
Dialogue: 0,0:04:15.86,0:04:17.81,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to iPods
Dialogue: 0,0:04:17.83,0:04:20.49,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to any song we want, whenever we want it.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:20.51,0:04:23.86,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,We've gone from the four\Ntelevision channels of my childhood
Dialogue: 0,0:04:23.89,0:04:27.42,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to the seeming infinity\Nof cable and streaming.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:27.44,0:04:32.19,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,As technology moves us faster and faster\Nthrough time and space,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:32.22,0:04:35.45,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,it seems to feel like story\Nis getting pushed out of the way,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:35.48,0:04:37.92,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I mean, literally pushed out\Nof the narrative.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:38.64,0:04:42.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But even as our engagement\Nwith stories change,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:42.28,0:04:47.85,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or the trappings around it morph from book\Nto audio to Instagram to Snapchat,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:47.87,0:04:50.42,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,we must remember our finger\Nbeneath the words.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:50.44,0:04:53.06,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Remember that story,\Nregardless of the format,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:53.08,0:04:56.37,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,has always taken us to places\Nwe never thought we'd go,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:56.40,0:04:59.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,introduced us to people\Nwe never thought we'd meet
Dialogue: 0,0:04:59.27,0:05:02.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and shown us worlds\Nthat we might have missed.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:03.04,0:05:06.96,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,So as technology keeps moving\Nfaster and faster,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:06.98,0:05:09.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I am good with something slower.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:09.56,0:05:13.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,My finger beneath the words\Nhas led me to a life of writing books
Dialogue: 0,0:05:13.24,0:05:15.64,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,for people of all ages,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:15.66,0:05:17.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,books meant to be read slowly,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:17.52,0:05:19.01,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to be savored.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:19.80,0:05:23.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,My love for looking deeply\Nand closely at the world,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:23.53,0:05:26.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,for putting my whole self into it,\Nand by doing so,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:26.82,0:05:30.40,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,seeing the many, many\Npossibilities of a narrative,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:30.43,0:05:32.09,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,turned out to be a gift,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:32.11,0:05:34.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,because taking my sweet time
Dialogue: 0,0:05:34.23,0:05:37.06,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,taught me everything\NI needed to know about writing.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:37.09,0:05:40.74,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And writing taught me everything\NI needed to know about creating worlds
Dialogue: 0,0:05:40.76,0:05:44.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,where people could be seen and heard,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:44.27,0:05:47.62,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,where their experiences\Ncould be legitimized,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:47.65,0:05:51.06,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and where my story,\Nread or heard by another person,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:51.09,0:05:54.28,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,inspired something in them\Nthat became a connection between us,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:54.31,0:05:55.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,a conversation.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:56.35,0:05:59.00,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And isn't that what this is all about --
Dialogue: 0,0:05:59.03,0:06:03.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,finding a way, at the end of the day,\Nto not feel alone in this world,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:03.75,0:06:07.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and a way to feel like\Nwe've changed it before we leave?
Dialogue: 0,0:06:08.24,0:06:11.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Stone to hammer, man to mummy,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:11.39,0:06:15.35,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,idea to story --\Nand all of it, remembered.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:16.64,0:06:19.58,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Sometimes we read\Nto understand the future.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:20.21,0:06:23.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Sometimes we read to understand the past.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:23.16,0:06:27.16,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,We read to get lost, to forget\Nthe hard times we're living in,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:27.18,0:06:30.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and we read to remember\Nthose who came before us,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:30.15,0:06:31.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,who lived through something harder.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:32.64,0:06:34.99,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I write for those same reasons.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:35.89,0:06:40.01,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Before coming to Brooklyn, my family\Nlived in Greenville, South Carolina,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:40.03,0:06:42.85,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,in a segregated neighborhood\Ncalled Nicholtown.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:43.75,0:06:46.18,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,All of us there were\Nthe descendants of a people
Dialogue: 0,0:06:46.20,0:06:48.100,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,who had not been allowed\Nto learn to read or write.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:49.65,0:06:51.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Imagine that:
Dialogue: 0,0:06:51.10,0:06:55.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the danger of understanding\Nhow letters form words,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:55.10,0:06:58.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the danger of words themselves,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:58.25,0:07:02.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the danger of a literate people\Nand their stories.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:03.67,0:07:06.84,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But against this backdrop\Nof being threatened with death
Dialogue: 0,0:07:06.86,0:07:09.15,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,for holding onto a narrative,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:09.18,0:07:11.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,our stories didn't die,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:11.49,0:07:14.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,because there is yet another story\Nbeneath that one.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:14.56,0:07:16.68,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And this is how it has always worked.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:16.70,0:07:18.78,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,For as long as we've been communicating,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:18.80,0:07:20.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,there's been the layering\Nto the narrative,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:20.93,0:07:24.59,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the stories beneath the stories\Nand the ones beneath those.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:24.62,0:07:29.24,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,This is how story has and will\Ncontinue to survive.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:29.26,0:07:33.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,As I began to connect the dots\Nthat connected the way I learned to write
Dialogue: 0,0:07:33.60,0:07:35.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and the way I learned to read
Dialogue: 0,0:07:35.35,0:07:37.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to an almost silenced people,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:38.34,0:07:43.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I realized that my story was bigger\Nand older and deeper
Dialogue: 0,0:07:43.50,0:07:45.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,than I would ever be.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:45.28,0:07:47.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And because of that, it will continue.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:48.72,0:07:51.29,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Among these almost-silenced people
Dialogue: 0,0:07:51.31,0:07:54.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,there were the ones\Nwho never learned to read.
Dialogue: 0,0:07:55.43,0:07:58.93,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Their descendants, now generations\Nout of enslavement,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:59.80,0:08:00.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,if well-off enough,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:00.99,0:08:04.32,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,had gone on to college,\Ngrad school, beyond.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:04.76,0:08:08.46,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Some, like my grandmother and my siblings,\Nseemed to be born reading,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:08.49,0:08:10.87,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,as though history\Nstepped out of their way.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:11.55,0:08:15.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Some, like my mother, hitched onto\Nthe Great Migration wagon --
Dialogue: 0,0:08:15.29,0:08:17.77,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,which was not actually a wagon --
Dialogue: 0,0:08:17.80,0:08:19.75,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and kissed the South goodbye.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:20.36,0:08:23.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But here is the story within that story:
Dialogue: 0,0:08:23.30,0:08:25.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,those who left and those who stayed
Dialogue: 0,0:08:25.83,0:08:28.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,carried with them\Nthe history of a narrative,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:28.29,0:08:32.78,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,knew deeply that writing it down wasn't\Nthe only way they could hold on to it,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:32.80,0:08:37.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,knew they could sit on their porches\Nor their stoops at the end of a long day
Dialogue: 0,0:08:37.05,0:08:39.58,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and spin a slow tale for their children.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:40.33,0:08:44.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They knew they could sing their stories\Nthrough the thick heat of picking cotton
Dialogue: 0,0:08:44.55,0:08:46.30,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and harvesting tobacco,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:46.33,0:08:50.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,knew they could preach their stories\Nand sew them into quilts,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:50.30,0:08:54.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,turn the most painful ones\Ninto something laughable,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:54.15,0:08:56.84,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and through that laughter,\Nexhale the history a country
Dialogue: 0,0:08:56.86,0:08:59.48,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that tried again and again and again
Dialogue: 0,0:08:59.51,0:09:01.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to steal their bodies,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:01.06,0:09:02.68,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,their spirit
Dialogue: 0,0:09:02.70,0:09:04.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and their story.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:05.95,0:09:09.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,So as a child, I learned\Nto imagine an invisible finger
Dialogue: 0,0:09:09.56,0:09:12.96,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,taking me from word to word,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:12.98,0:09:15.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,from sentence to sentence,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:15.38,0:09:17.91,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,from ignorance to understanding.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:18.74,0:09:22.32,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,So as technology continues to speed ahead,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:22.35,0:09:24.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I continue to read slowly,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:26.05,0:09:29.81,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,knowing that I am respecting\Nthe author's work
Dialogue: 0,0:09:29.83,0:09:32.42,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and the story's lasting power.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:32.45,0:09:35.67,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I read slowly to drown out the noise
Dialogue: 0,0:09:35.70,0:09:39.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and remember those who came before me,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:39.49,0:09:45.70,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,who were probably the first people\Nwho finally learned to control fire
Dialogue: 0,0:09:45.72,0:09:48.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and circled their new power
Dialogue: 0,0:09:48.93,0:09:52.71,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,of flame and light and heat.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:53.85,0:09:57.55,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I read slowly to remember\Nthe Selfish Giant,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:57.57,0:09:59.87,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,how he finally tore that wall down
Dialogue: 0,0:09:59.90,0:10:02.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and let the children run free\Nthrough his garden.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:03.32,0:10:07.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I read slowly to pay homage\Nto my ancestors,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:07.40,0:10:09.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,who were not allowed to read at all.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:10.17,0:10:12.76,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They, too, must have circled fires,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:12.78,0:10:16.15,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,speaking softly of their dreams,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:16.18,0:10:18.73,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,their hopes, their futures.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:20.42,0:10:25.00,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Each time we read, write or tell a story,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:25.02,0:10:27.30,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,we step inside their circle,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:28.34,0:10:30.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and it remains unbroken.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:31.52,0:10:35.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And the power of story lives on.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:36.05,0:10:37.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Thank you.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:37.22,0:10:40.41,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,(Applause)