On the page headed May 17 2157, Margie wrote "Today, Tommy found a real book!" 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.
May 17, 2157Dear Diary, Today Tommy found a book!!
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Rising Action
Tommy looked at her with very superior eyes. "Because it's not our kind of school, stupid. This is the old kind of school that they had hundreds and hundreds of years ago." He added, pronouncing the word carefully, "Centuries ago."
Climax
Tommy screamed with laughter. "You don't know much, Margie. The teachers didn't live in the house. They had a special building and all the kids went there." "And all the kids learned the same thing?" "Sure, if they were the same age."
They weren't even half-finished when Margie's mother called, "Margie! School!" Margie looked up. "Not yet, Mamma."
Falling Action
Margie was thinking about how the kids must have loved it in the old days. She was thinking about the fun they had.