“Let’s go to the library,” I say to my friend Hetty, but she
doesn’t want to come. I ask her why.
“I can get all the stories I want off the Internet,” she says.
“I don’t want to walk to the library. You get Internet, Sibyl.
We can send each other e-mails.”
I want the Internet. I ask my next door neighbor, Jake. He
is thirteen. He knows a lot about technology.
The next day, Jake comes to my house.
“Get a computer, then get connected,” he says.
“OK. I wouldto buy a computer and I want to get
connected,” I reply.
“How much do you want to spend?” asks Jake.
“However much it costs,” I answer.
“How many RAMS do you want?”
What is he talking about?
We go to Tech Time. “Let me do the talking,” says Jake.
“So, how many RAMS do you want?”
“Look,” I say. I just want Internet. I would like the biggest
and best.”