Joseph pulled out an instruction book for a Chicken Run computer game and proceeded to read his brother a story. The Wizard of Oz. Being as I was at the computer, I took down dictation:

"There once was a girl named Dorothy. Her house blew away and she saw some little monks. And then the wizard was very scary because there was a witch. And then the witch died and then the wizard came out and then they were praying for her but the wizard flew way up in the air. They were sad and they prayed for her for one day and she was gone."

See? A religious (as if) home life CAN trump the culture! (In this case the Hume-ean stylings of MGM. Joke, people. Joke.)