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Unit 2 The Fun They Had
Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary.
On the page headed May 17, 2157, she
wrote,
It
was
a
very
old
book.
Margie's
grandfather
once
said
that
when
he
was
a
little
boy
his
grandfather told him that there was a time when all stories were printed on paper.
They
turned
the
pages,
which
were
yellow
and
crinkly,
and
it
was
awfully
funny
to
read
words that stood still instead of moving the way they were supposed to
—
on a screen, you know.
And then, when they turned back to the page before, it had the same words on it that it had had
when they read it the first time.
away, I guess. Our television screen must have a million books on it and it's good for plenty more.
I wouldn't throw it away.
had. He was thirteen.
She said,
Margie was scornful.
Margie always hated school, but now she hated it more than ever. The mechanical teacher had
been
giving
her
test
after
test
in
geography
and
she
had
been
doing
worse
and
worse
until
her
mother had shaken her head sorrowfully and sent for the County Inspector.
He was a round little man with a red face and a whole box of tools with dials and wires. He
smiled at Margie and gave her an apple, then took the teacher apart. Margie had hoped he wouldn't
know how to put it together again, but he knew how all right, and, after an hour or so, there it was
again, large and black and ugly, with a big screen on which all the lessons were shown and the
questions were asked. That wasn't so bad. The part Margie hated most was the slot where she had
to put homework and test papers. She always had to write them out in a punch code they made her
learn when she was six years old, and the mechanical teacher calculated the mark in no time.
Margie was disappointed. She had been hoping they would take the teacher away altogether.
So she said to Tommy,
Tommy looked at her with very superior eyes,
This is the old kind of school that they had hundreds and hundreds of years ago.
pronouncing the word carefully,
Margie was hurt.
read the book over his shoulder for a while, then said,
he
just
told
the
boys
and
girls
things
and
gave
them
homework
and
asked
them
questions.
Margie wasn't prepared to dispute that. She said,
to teach me.
Tommy screamed with laughter.
the house. They had a special building and all the kids went there.
my
mother
says
a
teacher
has
to
be
adjusted
to
fit
the
minds
of
each
boy
and
girl
it
teaches and that each kid has to be taught differently.
They weren't even half-finished when Margie's mother called,
Margie looked up.
Margie said to Tommy,
his arm.
Margie
went
into
the
schoolroom.
It
was
right
next
to
her
bedroom,
and
the
mechanical
teacher was on and waiting for her. It was always on at the same time every day except Saturday
and Sunday, because her mother said little girls learned better if they learned at regular hours.
The
screen
was
lit
up,
and
it
said:
arithmetic
lesson
is
on
the
addition
of
proper
fractions. Please insert yesterday's homework in the proper slot.
Margie
did
so
with
a
sigh.
She
was
thinking
about
the
old
school
they
had
when
her
grandfather's
grandfather
was
a
little
boy.
All
the
kids
from
the
whole
neighborhood
came,
laughing and shouting in the schoolyard, sitting together in the schoolroom, going home together
at
the
end
of
the
day.
They
learned
the
same
things,
so
they
could
help
one
another
on
the
homework and talk about it.
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