[He's jostled quite thoroughly when Maui starts laughing, and even though he has to give up his comfortable position to reach out and try to anchor himself by grabbing Maui's opposite side and hooking his leg over Maui's knee, the fact that he's koala-clinging just to stay on the bed is ridiculous enough that he laughs too.]

That's... Not too far different from the way it is back in my village. There's the occasional road sign, but unless you need to do business in a bigger town or city nobody has to know how to read or write.

The people in the big cities - Paris, Versailles, those places - they write everything down. But in a quiet village like Villeneuve? The only person who has to read is Pere Robert.