Well, this was on a Thursday. As usual, this special day has always been set up for conducting controlled tests (experiments) the fact that I am a science educatee at the institution.
The experiments commenced early enough to ensure that the next shift was not going to run short of time. Each test had a group of about eight to ten people. Today, it was “Elastic collision.” The apparatus to be used gave a sophisticated perspective, a revelation that was most perturbing. Perhaps this is what made one of our crony to immediately fall sick; I don’t understand.
Reading through the manuals from our cellphones, the antenna of my mind could not perceive anything at first. I am not sure if am the only one who experienced such! A second time of doing this had to come. The clock was ticking and no one seemed to be in study mood, maybe because the Don’s strike was to kick off the same day. “At what time will the preceptor’s strike begin?” A compatriot asked curiously with eyes half open, a perceptible indication of not having enough sleep, maybe the previous night was short.
After what seemed like a quarter an hour, we managed to get on the right track and the experiment began.
Glass marbles, metallic marbles etc were seen flying off the horizontal table vertically obeying Newton’s law of gravity. The blue carbon paper on the floor perfectly made the marble marks on the vast white sheet of paper beneath it as the rest followed smoothly.
“Ten minutes to go.” The laboratory technician barked from the far end of the structure. Recording the raw data on clean data sheets was the only task left and everyone was through within a few seconds.
Stepping out of the laboratory with a signed raw data sheet, I had to swiftly move to the next task. The Chemistry reports had to be submitted the following week on a Monday. Since I was going to be engaged the rest of the week, I had to fork out my reports right away.
Scurrying towards my class representative’s room on the first floor of the structure with a friend to pick some assignment, I found myself swing the door wide open without knocking! “Hey Brian! You ought to knock the door first!” My friend reminded as she moved backwards perhaps not to be blamed.
“I am so sorry.” I apologized to her and to all the people in the room. Actually, this was not my intent. I quickly realized that I had made belike the worst mistake by the help of a good friend who took the chance to correct me. This has never been my way of getting things done but on this day, it had happened.
Life gives us strange experiences, sometimes it shocks us and sometimes it may surprise us. We end up making wrong judgements or mistakes in our anger, desperation and frustration. However, when we get a second chance, let us correct on our mistakes and return the favor.
We have to learn to be grateful for everyone who has made a difference in our lives and do not wait until it is too late to thank them and let them know they made a difference to us.
If you can forgive yourself as well as others and learn from your mistakes, problems and heartaches will be stepping stones on your path to grow wiser and stronger.
Let us all be humble and positively correct on our faults.