In the closing decade of the 80s, I set out on a low-cost journey to Europe with a friend. Because my companion was interested in starting a postgraduate program in the Big Apple, we had arranged a fortnight visit there before heading to London.
We reached the postgrad residence, a large multi-story edifice on the UWS named International House. After dropping our bags, we made our way to the dining hall, where we got some food, sat down, and started talking to fellow residents.
Adjacent to my seat was an Iraqi man studying engineering at Columbia University. He asked me what I did, and I shared that I had just graduated with a scientific background and had been performing experiments using an electron microscope.
He noted that there was an research lab at the university – adjacent to the school of engineering, which was how he knew about it. He suggested that I ought to seek a role with them. I dismissed the idea, telling him that I was soon departing to Europe and, even more importantly, I lacked a US visa.
The following day I went out exploring, going back to the cafeteria that night. The engineering student approached me and informed me that he had organized a discussion for me with the head of the electron microscope unit at Columbia. Given that he had made the arrangement, I attended the interview – but straight off explained to my prospective employer that I didn’t have a visa, so I was unable to accept the role.
In typical New York fashion – a metropolis where opportunities abound – she responded: “That can be arranged. What's your start date?” I missed my plane to London.
I held that position for a trio of years. An advantage of the role was that I was granted no-cost classes at Columbia, and I seized the chance to finish a postgrad program in international relations.
I never saw that student again and I can't recall his full name, but his incredible act of kindness transformed my future in numerous aspects. I didn't possess the courage or self-belief to contact anyone at an elite institution and ask for a job. Additionally, I had always wanted to pursue education overseas, but wouldn't have been able to pay for it without that tuition waiver.
What's more, that gig at Columbia led me to a position in Switzerland where I got to know my handsome spouse from France, with whom I currently share four amazing children. This was a pivotal life event. That benevolent individual changed my trajectory in life, and I’m always appreciative.
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