I recently helped out my friend, Sue,
with a summer boot camp she ran for the incoming seniors of the high school
where she’s the college guidance counselor.
The three-day workshop focused on college application essay writing.
Sue and I have known each other for
more years than I care to admit to in public, but we’ve seldom had
opportunities to work together. And so
this was a fun treat. It also gave me
the chance to observe her in her “element” and to see her in action.
Here it is the summer and she’s
heading up a program for forty teens that are drenched in Valley sweat and an
early onslaught of nerves over the college application process. And through it all Sue is calm, focused,
humorous and gracious.
This was the second year for the
camp and as she did last year, Sue provided lunch for her team. And as with last year, everyone appreciated
her taking care of them. Perhaps I’m too
jaded but I fully expected to be fed.
Hey, the pay is modest and a worker is worth his or her keep!
What I realized, though, is that
the staff is not accustomed to being treated with this kind of appreciation. They’re just used to brown bagging it, no
matter the school function. For Sue,
though, it was a question of hospitality, of caring for those who ultimately
are helping her with her job.
I’m reminded of a fable told by the
great Indian teacher Anthony DeMello, s.j: “One day, a scorpion stood on the
side of a stream and asked a frog to carry it to the other side. 'How do I know
you won't sting me?' the frog asked. 'Because if I sting you, I'll drown,' the
scorpion said.
The frog thought about it and
realized that the scorpion was right. So he put the scorpion on his back and
started ferrying him. But midway across the stream, the scorpion plunged its
stinger into the frog's back. As they both began to drown, the frog gasped,
'Why?'
The scorpion replied, 'Because it
is my nature.'”
And so it is with Sue. She can’t do anything other than what she
does. As she said to me, “how could I
have them help these kids and not feed them?
There’d be no camp without them!”
Sue literally could not not feed us.
Yes, I am biased because Sue is my
friend (how lovely to write that) BUT, she’s also a professional who is on top
of things and trusts that the people she’s gathered will do what they’re
supposed to do and she reminds them – “you’re doing a great job.”
Sometimes, life can be that simple.
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