I had completed all my credits at the university except four
years proficiency in one foreign language. I had two. I told the visiting
professor my situation.By mid summer I wasn't doing well. He advised a
tutor, one of his graduate students. The last week the tutor had me translate the same
four pages until I got it right.
The dreaded last day arrived. I opened the final exam and stared
in disbelief. The passages to be translated were the same two documents I had
worked on for the last week. It was a gift. It was a miracle.
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