Serendipity

Whistler, Day 1 037I work about 25 hours per week as a professional tutor at the local community college.

Although I don’t like the idle times waiting for students to get help in Biology or Anatomy and Physiology, I do enjoy tutoring students. Because I’m working with students on an individual basis, I get to hear about their stories which are generally amazing but I won’t share them without  written permission.

Two Thursdays ago, I was at the main campus and was given a Chemistry lab notebook that contained the worked out problems for basic Chemistry. Because I was between students, I decided to brush up on my Chemistry because I was being asked to help the Chem. students when the Chem. tutor was gone (which was most of the time I was present.) I thumbed through the notebook and found a problem that I wasn’t quite sure how to solve but was something I had mastered when I took Chemistry.

I covered the worked out solution but before I could get started, a student walked in asking for help with Chemistry.

I told him the Chemistry tutor had left for the day and I was but a humble Biology tutor but, with my limitations in mind, I was glad to help  him  if I was able to help.

He took a book out of his backpack. The very same lab book that I had been given a few moments earlier!

He opened it and turned the pages to the very same problem that I was about to work on! In fact, I told him to go over to the desk and look at the page and the problem that was covered with a sheet of paper.

We were both amazed.

I suggested he work out the  problem with the solution and I would help him if he got stuck.

A half hour later, he closed the book  and handed it to me with a “thank you.”

I asked him if he understood how to solve that type of problem and he said that he understood the problem and could do that type of problem and said, “God wanted me to know how to do this.”

I agree with him.

I have been telling this story ever since it happened.

The following Thursday was relatively busy and the same student stopped by and borrowed the same lab notebook. Later, he was distressed because the problem he needed help with wasn’t in the book.

“Somebody tore the page out!” “How could they do that!”

And, finally, he looked at me and asks  me if I remember him.

As though I could forget him.

“Of course I remember you,” was my reply.

Perhaps it was better for him to work that week’s problem on his own but I will be honored to help guide him in the right direction if it is within the scope of this humble Biology tutor.

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