I left my hometown Trichy when I was 23, with no real facility with spoken English, let alone the written form to USA to continue my higher studies.
Had $8 in my pocket (foreign reserve allowed for foreign travel at that time) and flew for the first time in my life. The Pan Am flight to New York from New Delhi turned out to be a very eventful one. More of that for another day.
Arriving in New York much later than scheduled, my cousin's husband who was supposed to pick me up at Kennedy left thinking that I was not on that flight. I came out, found that he was not there and took a cab to Brooklyn. Lo and behold, the cabby was a tall rugged looking black man and not understanding his accent, I gave him my address book, pointing to my cousin's address. I was terribly afraid during the trip, imagining of various things the cabby might do. He promptly dropped me off at the address, charged me exactly $6.50 if I remember and was happy to get the $1 tip I gave him. My cousin was surprised I arrived there earlier than her husband, who was taking the subway back. My cousin was also surprised that the cabby did not take advantage, giving me a tour of the city and charging me more.
The experience of classes at the new University was even more eventful. I took two theory courses from the same Professor, who was from Oklahoma and had a very heavy accent. I had problem understanding the normal American accent (if there was one), let alone a deep southern one. I did not understand a single word he uttered and after a few classes, I approached him with trepidation, admitting of my handicap. He then made an accommodation for me, slowed down and tried to speak more deliberately and would look at me and shake his head affirmatively after each sentence. I shook my head ever so slightly in acknowledgement and this continued, I don't know for how long, but long enough for him to talk in a normal manner within a short time.
I would always remember these acts of kindness for a stranger, without any social graces nor any knowledge of the American culture at that time. But these were not time bound. I still experience such a kindness and I am blessed.
Regards,
KRS
Had $8 in my pocket (foreign reserve allowed for foreign travel at that time) and flew for the first time in my life. The Pan Am flight to New York from New Delhi turned out to be a very eventful one. More of that for another day.
Arriving in New York much later than scheduled, my cousin's husband who was supposed to pick me up at Kennedy left thinking that I was not on that flight. I came out, found that he was not there and took a cab to Brooklyn. Lo and behold, the cabby was a tall rugged looking black man and not understanding his accent, I gave him my address book, pointing to my cousin's address. I was terribly afraid during the trip, imagining of various things the cabby might do. He promptly dropped me off at the address, charged me exactly $6.50 if I remember and was happy to get the $1 tip I gave him. My cousin was surprised I arrived there earlier than her husband, who was taking the subway back. My cousin was also surprised that the cabby did not take advantage, giving me a tour of the city and charging me more.
The experience of classes at the new University was even more eventful. I took two theory courses from the same Professor, who was from Oklahoma and had a very heavy accent. I had problem understanding the normal American accent (if there was one), let alone a deep southern one. I did not understand a single word he uttered and after a few classes, I approached him with trepidation, admitting of my handicap. He then made an accommodation for me, slowed down and tried to speak more deliberately and would look at me and shake his head affirmatively after each sentence. I shook my head ever so slightly in acknowledgement and this continued, I don't know for how long, but long enough for him to talk in a normal manner within a short time.
I would always remember these acts of kindness for a stranger, without any social graces nor any knowledge of the American culture at that time. But these were not time bound. I still experience such a kindness and I am blessed.
Regards,
KRS
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