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to impossible.”
    Dr. Sova replied, “Of course, I had to lie to the Mayan Indians; they thought I was an anthropologist. They believed I was there to help them and their cause. You realize how downtrodden the Mayan people are in our modern times? Well, I pretended to be a liaison between them and the outsiders. Once they found out I was a Mayanist they kicked me out of their village. They have little regard for Mayanists or any outsiders for that matter. But I had learned enough to look at these temple writings from a different perspective, a different angle. That is one reason I have become successful in my understanding of the writings. Soon, you will see what I mean.”
    Chauncy shook his head. “Well, well, look at this! Pardon my boldness, but you Mayanists remind me of Bible scholars of different religions who claim they know the proper translation of the scriptures while others do not.”
    Dr. Sova’s eyes lit up as he lifted his index finger. “Precisely my point; that is an excellent analogy, Chauncy, but let me ask you a question. Of all the Bible scholars, there must be one man, yes only one who has the proper translation, one that truly understands what the Bible writer meant to write! Do you agree?”
    Chauncy smiled. “There is a possibility, but….”
    “Of course there is!” Dr. Sova interrupted. “Surely you do not think the God of the Bible would let God-fearing men remain in a state of confusion regarding His own word, would you? But what He does is weed out the idiots and mental midgets who do not want to spend their energies to figure out what the scriptures really mean, therefore they fall back to believing false ideas and doctrines that are not taught in the Bible - and the same can be said of the Mayan riddle. I have spent my mental energies figuring out how to unlock the secrets on the temple steps, while the other scholars are playing it safe by not going beyond what they have been taught in schools. Soon you will see that I am telling you the truth. But, alas, this task is too great for one man; I cannot do it alone. I need your help, Chauncy. You are intelligent enough, my friend. You have an uncluttered mind when it comes to these matters, you can learn quickly, especially under my tutelage.”
    Chauncy was overwhelmed. What the doctor was asking of him just seemed too much; the reason for coming to Mexico was to inspect the bones of ancient Mayan kings, not to start a new vocation. It just seemed all too unrealistic to him. Chauncy wondered if Sova was making a rash decision or perhaps the doctor’s intellect was being superseded by his excitement of finding a candidate suitable for training. Whatever the case, Chauncy was still unsure how to respond.
    With his hand on Chauncy’s shoulder, the doctor pleaded, “Please, I ask you - will you assist me? Not only will I double your wages, but imagine how this exciting find will change your life forever.”
    Chauncy took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he looked around the study. He was here, in the very lair of perhaps the most intelligent linguist alive. Every scroll, every rock, every book in this room spoke of the time and energy Dr. Sova put into his work. Perhaps the doctor really was onto something. Perhaps only he knew the secret behind the Mayan riddle, something that others were not aware of. What did he have to lose anyway? Even if the doctor was wrong, Chauncy would be properly compensated, in addition to having the bragging rights of saying that he had been mentored by the famous Dr. Sova.
    Chauncy heaved a sigh. “Okay Doc, you win.”
    Dr. Sova clapped his hands together. “Good, good. Tomorrow we start your language lessons.”
    “But wait!” Chauncy protested. “How will I ever learn the Mayan language in so short a period of time?”
    “There is a method I developed after much research that can help to expedite your abilities. It is the same system that I applied to myself, so I know it works, as I am now