When God Gave Me Chocolate

My Ph.D. story: Issue Three

The night before my first tutoring session — with me as a tutor, not as a student — I was very nervous. I conjured up all kinds of questions I could be asked and which I would not know the answers to. I imagined spilling coffee over my materials; I pondered about possible digital pitfalls. Finally, I decided to prepare my lunch for the big day to calm my mind and give myself something to do. As a bonus, I put in a chocolate bar I intended to eat just before my session. A treat for me and as a snack before the tutoring session would…