It’s weird when you find out that the world just doesn’t work they way you thought. The perfect example is a conversation I had today with a friend. She informed me that her kindergarten class was going to the Reagan Library. Upon hearing this I was excited to think of all the books that these kids were going to get to experience. That is until my beautiful vision was smashed to pieces like so many empty jelly bean jars on the floor. My friend told me that the children would not have the wonderful experience I had imagined. She told me that the Reagan library did not in fact have a collection of books featuring Ronald Reagan. There would be no reading of “The Reagan in the Hat”, or “Reagan and the Beanstalk”, or even “Reagan in Wonderland”. It’s just an ordinary library with only Reagan’s name on it. Now where am I supposed to find a book featuring Reagan’s travels through oz and befriend a brainless head o f the CIA, A heartless Russian, and a cowardly Iraqi. No copies of,”Reagan Pan”, or video copy of “Reagan and the Tramp” oh how I wanted to see that spaghetti scene.  I was so disappointed, why can’t these magical places exist as they should? If a library has a man’s name on it should feature, exclusively, books by or about that person. My solution of course was frowned upon. I suggested we make stickers of President Reagan and place them in all the books to rectify this situation. This way I could finally read my first copy of “Reagan and Hobbes”. The Reagan Library of course rejected my idea, and by rejected I mean escorted from the building, but I’ll keep trying. I’ll write letters, make phone calls, and sloganeer, until that day when we can all go to the Reagan library and read “Ronald Reagan and the Sorcerer’s Stone".