Sunday, November 16, 2008

Finding the book

We took the girl to a private school open house a few weeks ago. It's one of those very expensive, very fancy places, so of course we tried to act as yokel as possible.

My cousins went to high school there, and for the most part really enjoyed it. We were debating sending the girl there for middle school; however, the $22,000 per year price tag is making us rethink what it would mean to be without food or shelter.

The best part of the tour was when we went to the library and saw a card catalog, still full of index cards. E and I were excited, and tried to convey our excitement to the girl, who looked at us as if we were insane and had absolutely no idea what a card catalog would be useful for.

I loved card catalogs, because they were a great way not only to look for the book you wanted, but find the book you didn't know you were interested in. I loved flipping through the cards and seeing all those names and brief descriptions of the books and finding humor in the placement of some of the cards.

Looking stuff up on a computer is not even close to being the same.


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