Generally late in the evening when all libraries had been closed for hours I would cry my eyes out:
"My teacher is going to kkkkill me and I am gggg ooo innnggg to get 0."
Encyclopaedia was our internet, if we were fortunate to have a set. It always seemed that after some years a few would go missing, if you were doing a project on lizards invariably the one with "L" in it would be gone.
My enterprising Mother would spend hours going through old magazines cutting out and filing pictures in alphabetical order so that I would have pictures for my projects.
When the encyclopaedia did not have enough information it meant a trip to the library. I loved hanging out in the fiction section but the reference section was not my favourite. The books were big and heavy. You were not allowed to take them home so you had to sit and copy the information by hand. There were no photo copiers back then.
I wonder what percentage of projects are actually done by children entirely on their own?