WHAT THE DICKENS?

To the Editors of The Crimson:

Oliver Twist appeared at the classroom door, empty notebook in his outstretched hand. "Please, Sir. I want some more."

"What?" said the monitor.

"Please, Sir. I want some more."

"What?" yelled the monitor. "You can't audit this class. Your money isn't on the list and you didn't pay your name to audit. Greedy person!"

What price education? $110? $270? Expensive, perhaps, but surely not as costly as a sincere desire to learn--the price tag on that is priceless.

The professor had no objection to my auditing the class. The classroom had many empty seats. My classmates didn't seem to mind sharing the knowledge they might find. But there were two problems: I had no money, and the monitor didn't have my name.

Why not let people audit classes? Why can't a professor decide whether or not someone can listen to his or her lecture. Those that want to buy their credits and diplomas can do so, as well as those who want to have it recorded that they went to Haaaaavard. All can have their cake and eat it too. But why send Oliver Twist to bed hungry? Would a few extra bowls of knowledge really bankrupt THE Corporation? Some people think education is priceless; by requiring people to pay money, others make education worthless. I am one,   I speak for many.   My name was not on the class list,   therefore I am nameless.