A patron came over to the Information Desk and tried phrasing her question, saying she was not sure how to say it. She wanted to read Shakespeare; well, not Shakespeare himself, but about Shakespeare, so that she could understand it.
"I read it in school many years ago," she said, easily seventy years of age. "But I don't recall much of it."
I did a quick search, simply to be sure I gave her the right information -- though I knew that Shakespeare is at 822.3: just a couple of days ago I went to the stacks to search for Shakespeare's Trolius and Cressida, after finishing the Tunney biography (Trolius and Cressida was the Champ's favorite Shakespeare work), and I remembered 822.3.
"Now I know why I don't understand Shakespeare," she told me in an accented voice. "I grew up in Hungary, in Budapest, and I read Shakespeare in Hungarian."
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