Bijonbo was sitting in the aisle seat on the flight to Mexico City next to a modest looking couple.
"Where are you folks going?" Bijonbo asked.
"To Mexico City and then on to Guadalajara," the man said.
"Well I'm going to Mexico City and then on to Toluca for work. Why are you going to Mexico?"
The man said, "We're looking into an adoption down there."
"Oh really! Do you have any kids of your own?"
"Yes, two. And we've already adopted two others."
"Oh my, I admire people who do that. It's more than I could sign up for!"
"Well you know we are so blessed it only seems right to share God's grace."
"Of course," Bijonbo said as he pulled out the in-light magazine to gather his thoughts.
When the Fasten Seat Belts light went off, the man said, "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."
"Of course," as Bijonbo let him by.
Right away the woman leaned over and whispered, "I'm so worried."
"Why?" Bijonbo whispered back.
"Because, we have just enough to get by with the four kids we already have. Not sure we can support another."
"I see, so why are you considering another?"
"We prayed about it and my husband says God is calling us to help the less fortunate."
"Is that what you think too?"
"I'm not sure. I think we can save enough to send our own kids to college, but how do we send all five?"
"Should you jeopardize your own children's education for the sake of all five?"
"Exactly! But my husband said we can just pray and leave it in God's hands and everything will work out."
The man returned and Bijonbo went back to his magazine and his thoughts. Channeling Don Quixote, he imagined the women as a damsel in distress and the most beauteous and elegant to be found in all the land. It was his noble duty as a knight to come to her rescue immediately. But how?
"Ahem, so excuse me sir," Bijonbo started not knowing where if might lead. "Adoption is quite an undertaking. How much does it cost to raise a child?"
"I have no idea, but not near as much as the rewards," said the man.
"I see, yet you have two of your own and about to sign up for your third adopted child. What ages are they?"
"Well lets see, ours are 5 and 3. Our adopted kids are 4-year-old twins. And the little one in Mexico is only 2."
"Do you plan to send them all to college?"
"I suppose, yea," he said starting to see where Bijonbo was going with this.
"None of my business, but what's your plan for the possibility of paying for 5 kids in college at the same time?"
"Honestly? I don't have any idea how we will do it. I'm just leaving it in God's hands. He will provide I'm sure of it."
The woman was listening intently. Bijonbo leaned over and asked her, "What are your thoughts?"
She started timidly "Well, I've been afraid to bring this up, but I'm worried."
"Really honey?" and they started talking.
Bijonbo listened in and things seemed to be going well so he went back to his magazine feeling good about his gallantry. In his mind he knew the couple and their children would live happily ever after.
[Blogger Note: this post was loosely based on a true story]
Bijonbo: I imagine you feel incredibly fortunate that the wife asked for your advice!! If she had not asked for your advice... would you have felt the need to interfere in this family's life... No matter how gallant the cause?
ReplyDeleteBijonbo dares to go where the author will not. His chivalry knows no bounds. He is an inspiration to us all. That said, I've learned to avoid answering hypothetical questions.
ReplyDeleteJust so the dedicated follower(s)of Bijonbo know.... when coming to Bijonbo for advice, it can only be on actual situations.... no hypothetical questions??? Bijonbo writes about Don Quixote, but doesn't answer hypothetical questions?
DeletePiling hypotheticals onto hypotheticals is but a house of cards
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