As tedious as rote memorization was, Avram Dehpour was finding
an odd pleasure in it — like memorizing Beethoven’s Diabelli Variations.
He found it quite satisfying to zip through four pages —
one hundred verbs, or nouns, or anything for that matter —
and not miss a one. When he got one wrong,
or missed a pronunciation, he went back to the beginning
and punished himself by starting over. He had conquered three
hundred verbs when his tea and sandwich arrived. He took
a sip, went back to work as if the food
was much less important than English vocabulary and verb conjugations.
Paraphrases from the novel The Broker by John Grisham.