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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,. }# l9 ?9 F/ b2 K5 d& k
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
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1 @) B" B7 n9 A" f' P% T' m, k( v5 PHis name was Kyle.- Y# Z! D* C$ y! ^7 k
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It looked like he was carrying all of his) V0 Z% o* `+ z: b2 Z8 }+ t
Books.
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& v; N o, q# Q& |9 q3 i, H6 }I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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( F, V2 c* Q/ ~7 `2 n. v8 MHe must really be a nerd.". S8 X+ J9 q* N! b( F$ p
" |0 \" u4 U$ Y5 e' y# E6 d# Z5 YI had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.) T- u# g5 C, T, c* x
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.7 J$ @# b+ K, u/ M/ Y# f* e$ {
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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- X7 \2 M% E/ kMy heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
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8 J# d c" A" C. I: |. tAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives.7 g' B+ a9 E" e% I+ L c R
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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7 _: ]$ ^4 n% [1 W2 EThere was a big smile on his face.# g) M/ w( K: Y5 @! B: e7 W5 ~
& V1 Y4 h3 R- u8 [$ A1 SIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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. G8 E0 F7 t% v: TI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.$ k& W9 y( n& K# m
- g) a) P2 ~& Z* V1 `# U3 y* ~He said he had gone to private school before now.
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before./ l. E- z* o! X X& V, \
4 Y6 Y# i1 M- r, d: @* nWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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; h+ c. a% H1 O* DHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.4 X% E* c/ I" C: Y
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I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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$ a5 P% P: ~0 G7 ^( mHe said yes.
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0 X+ z/ v, C% `1 F' f# G% z2 gWe hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.- N' z! l, k: j3 N) F; `: I$ P3 X3 h, ^
$ C" L$ m% Y, M+ V. KMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.9 @" j2 s+ X5 P4 V. C; J2 S
' G+ C, j @! H5 A, a: GI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!$ |8 ~0 E8 Y: F" d% d0 _
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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9 U; v5 v1 z% _9 g7 A2 _8 M# nOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.# D1 F; z) X+ p. t0 ]
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When we were seniors, we began to think
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3 D$ w' h7 Y+ O# ^4 K$ C5 nKyle decided on Georgetown, and I( x7 }7 |" r; _9 m2 j* v2 Y
Was going to Duke.# Q: n, A/ C$ `& P" m( s: o
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.3 k: e" U0 F- {! f
^; V' o- ^, U7 U: `- r* W& qI teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.$ K' E! g8 W Y' _5 _7 |5 m
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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.1 e) @3 Y F u% y
8 J5 \0 ]% j3 m+ F3 T; dHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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+ P( k; p# b$ i+ C& _0 nToday was one of those days.( a! {4 Q, C' q
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- D$ h! T* y( o; @. uSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
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5 j& Q+ a% t% F: i' W3 lHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.' G% u& W& u x
/ S; j% j4 V0 c I& m; |"Thanks," he said.& G, o: `9 b' ] ^8 J- I B
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began% b! s! A2 q2 P
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...) _; V* D8 [! Z3 F: K' T7 O
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I am here to tell all of you that being a* z& u. ?& y0 ?5 R/ l) |3 y! I
Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.: h+ W% m6 i9 p5 m
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I am going to tell you a story."
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u4 a& \# @: {" T8 s# jI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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3 Y' y o m! W, ?( _( P# N rHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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"Thankfully, I was saved.
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, \! N8 H X8 E0 f& [9 p8 EMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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& a$ s6 i& i0 B x8 @* @$ A7 _1 [I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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" o' t- R* j* u4 c% H: \. ?I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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0 H$ m( V' E' k/ v& \Never underestimate the power of your actions.2 k, d# f7 H H% e7 A
6 o1 j- d+ Y, IWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.; P$ t" J7 s. C* }' V/ ~# U
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For better or for worse.( u! }7 c# P1 ~* F
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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Look for God in others.4 K9 R4 |9 t8 r% F f) Y; u$ Z
: a( u/ v( M1 ?/ W: V6 C; D" RYou now have two choices, you can:; g$ ]6 O9 r0 m. O1 B2 D3 @, |8 v
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1) Pass this on to your friends or# V& J6 a2 b2 p. I
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.5 w3 a% c7 ~% S0 Z" S# n- e
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."& a2 f7 O# _$ b) \+ p
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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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" [- m1 Q4 U5 G& n6 p8 X! `Tomorrow is mystery.* n; x" U$ B6 o7 I. ~
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It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND." i; r' l( A9 ^! w7 Z, N7 M
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If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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