I was once a High School student. Not so long ago that I have grey hair but recent enough to have been witness to the beginning of the end of Western Civilisation.
That experience is best shared another day when I have finished writing my book. There is one experience that I will share today. Our school which was supposedly underfunded had a pretty magnificent library for its size and location. I thought so anyway. When I saw it Freshman year I was ecstatic. I would be able to supplement the abysmal excuse for an education I was receiving with private study. Little did I know we would never be allowed to use it or check out books. It was completely for show. Never during any school day were we allowed to use the Library and it was closed and locked before school, during lunch period, and after 2 p.m.
I never figured out why we employed a librarian.
Now that you know the story you can forgive me for sneaking in and borrowing books when no one was around. You should forgive me anyway. Sadly no one missed any of them.
That experience gave me a new outlook on the availability of books.
I rescue books simply for the reason that they are being destroyed and never replaced. Yes it is happening. I started seeing it all over my area. I witnessed boxes full of books being dropped into dumpsters by local businesses and charities. I have encountered colleges and universities discarding books on important subjects never to be replaced. Even seminaries are guilty.
I have always loved books and believe it is a sin to ban or burn books. That is why I have decided to expand my efforts. I don’t know what this will become but I can feel that it will be great.
Please calm yourself dear readers. There is a reason my title is in quotes. I did not ask that question. This is my personal anecdote to which I was witness on July 16, 2014. My story begins yesterday morning as I was browsing a local independent bookstore. I was searching a particular shelf located next to the Art History section. (The store is not arranged well at all.) Next to me were two women I had seen come in when I did. The party consisted of a young lady who was a High School Junior, Her Mother and her Aunt.
The Girl was looking at the Art History section with her Aunt and the lady mentioned something about a book having to do with Spain. I believe it was Córdoba specifically. The girl indicated that she did not know what that was. The Aunt assured her that she would learn about it in Spanish III when the school year starts. The girl replied “Is Spain in Europe?” The Aunt seemed shocked to hear the question. “Yes it is in Europe!” The Aunt replied. “But Europeans speak English like us right?’ The girl asked. The Aunt was becoming visibly flustered and replied “Well think about it. What countries are in Europe?” Meaning she obviously wanted the girl to realize France obviously speaks French, Germany speaks German, etcetera. A look of horror appeared on the Aunt’s face when her niece could not name a single country in Europe. Visibly unable to process the ramifications of the geographical educational shortcomings of her Niece, her reply was “Well, you’ll learn all that in Geography.” Pointing out what I already knew about High Schools in my state, the girl answered “I already took Geography!” Meaning that she is done with Geography for the rest of her educational life, finished the course, passed the course, within the last year, and can not name a single country in Europe or any of the corresponding languages.
I was about to tell the Aunt that she would have to start over with her education but they quickly left the area and I had just found my book.