Technology and Culture

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Technology and Culture

Waiting with anticipation to discover my defining moment, the moment that makes or breaks each student in the class, our final. I sank down in my chair wondering if I would pass or fail the college level English class that I had struggled with all semester. Our teacher walked into the classroom, wearing his usual white pants with a blue collared shirt and a red bow tie. He grinned as his eyes peeked over the rim of his bifocal glasses, as he casually walked to the other end of the classroom. My heart sank into my chest while his words sizzled off his tongue, "ESSAY." He then began to inform us that the essay should have at least one book source and 1200 words of information on a topic given. Everyone in the class moaned because people never use books any more. It seemed ridiculous to most when the information is just a click away.

However, I felt relief roll through my body from my toes to the base of my spine. I was relieved because I knew that any topic he gave me to write would have information on the Internet. After we all knew our assignments we each drew our own topic from a hat. I drew a piece of paper with the word "CULTURE" on it. I thought to myself how lucky that I could write about culture; I knew there were some really great web sites on the Internet that define culture, making it really easy to write a good essay. I wondered why my teacher was so insistent on having a book source included in our essay. Didn't he know how much easier the Internet was? Oh well, I thought, as the thoughts of my friends and the world around me came back into my mind.

As our class was released, I saw everyone pouring into the halls where they discussed the new assignment. I headed to my study hall in an o...

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...unt the words on the page to see if I had made the required 1200. After fifteen minutes I had counted my paper at 1332 words. I made it! My paper was complete and when it was finished, I sat at the table alone in the library. The bell rang and startled me out of my chair. As I jumped out of my seat I released a gasp of air. As I collected myself, I noticed the rushing people passing by in the library and the 22 computers that everyone was working away on. I was back in 2004; but then I thought about all the information I had gathered and how I would have to start my paper over. I looked down in my lap at my notebook. I opened it to the first page and saw my whole paper. I will never know what happened with my paper, but I will always know the meaning of culture. I received an A on my paper and my teacher was very pleased to finally see some books used as a resource.

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