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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.