The story happened a year ago. One day I was walking along the street when an old man
walked towards me. He asked me the way in English. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't understand what he said. He repeated again and again. At last I seemed to know what he was saying.
He was a Japanese. He thought I could speak English. So he asked me the way in English. My goodness! His Japanese English confused me a lot. Then he spoke English very slowly.He even wrote the English words on a piece of paper. In the end I managed to help him get the right way. I thought maybe it was necessary for me to learn some Japanese.
A few months later I was enrolled to attend a summer course learning Japanese. I was surprised to find that old man was there teaching us Japanese.
There's no story without coincidence!