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发表于 2006-6-2 16:53 | 显示全部楼层 |阅读模式
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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.8 ?4 T0 H8 a  i* o/ M8 e5 G
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His name was Kyle.( w/ Q# z4 Z* u; q; k

1 f3 o& t( R! r" M7 ?It looked like he was carrying all of his- `5 `0 L' ^3 y7 @/ S: g% r, E! D* l
Books.! S' ~) F% z+ Z: g9 y" |; g$ {' M/ F1 y

3 U$ u" V$ w; e9 zI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?; J' u* v" `4 i8 {0 C
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He must really be a nerd."7 u8 m7 p  Y, Q, O

; K% ^  I0 ?0 U5 X- t. \; {* _I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.. _  N/ c3 p2 s

" \0 n1 X9 Y2 f  s( m% tAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him." X; Z2 u5 r& Y; a/ A

, |% S, W2 {2 t% N; EThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.  f" f5 J' t& Z( }8 K& A) [
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.& g( F) s, D- i% _% ?4 q
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes& Y% L- X# H8 X5 }9 ~' G. M. y

6 a$ h3 z2 q0 U8 r3 K  W+ tMy 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.  T, X; E5 \- y# K+ J3 Q

2 H; x/ r/ h$ T# z  v( S/ gAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.8 X+ ?+ L  {& Y* ~
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They really should get lives.
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( m* A. v) {3 g7 D) R9 a) U" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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2 ?! X! O0 z0 J' {8 o, ^% _9 KThere was a big smile on his face.' L9 o% O/ m( P
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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3 I( _, w$ l: [( i* f6 pAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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He said he had gone to private school before now.& h" H! S' {4 Q1 j6 p6 \
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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3 w3 f$ ^. F* \9 S( H- GWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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, _, q( Z8 \( b1 H# Z' A! O  vHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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He said yes." V: {/ l3 |5 q
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We 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.
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, d0 W1 n: `& U) SMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.7 f0 Z! {+ `% O& q! k5 h

7 g0 l, M7 l$ I1 I4 S# [I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books., Z9 c) c2 N! u/ q. G# p- \3 ~
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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When we were seniors, we began to think3 J# {' x2 a% Z1 u8 b( t* N+ Y
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I2 P, V+ O  p. i, _
Was going to Duke.; F6 @) e) y$ o: p* y2 J; a9 O
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.$ u2 K* o1 {- f" S% `. r+ ?
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.# X6 q. C7 C! h9 L5 E1 I8 Q" K
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.. `3 n, c9 {) C4 z- w

( s1 C6 b4 m* v1 ?I teased him all the time about being a nerd.8 t6 o* V: v  K4 J8 E6 a  _
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.9 o( K: Q7 H; H$ S' J; ~, w& P" n

4 O# G; q% o% ~* C  V$ j' X( v; [I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak/ S! a# f" b5 j* b
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.
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9 E- ^0 R7 [5 I: y- f* \% T1 P  GHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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5 D) R' ~* N+ ]He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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( ^: K; O8 ]; AHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.3 I: X% L% _, h- F* u" M: V7 k
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Today was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.- {6 u, L4 p8 U* D3 h
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So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"7 e2 @% C# b/ f9 ^2 X2 g7 w

3 S7 a; x+ N, Y7 G# U. _: Z0 O! }He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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6 o$ g4 M; [1 i% `. [  @7 r5 g"Thanks," he said.8 [6 y  j' y$ I

8 [2 m0 t# E  S/ VAs he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.9 `$ V* s4 I& A0 V  d

. x5 \; B" B1 E: o" [& pYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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I am here to tell all of you that being a
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I am going to tell you a story."
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I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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) K( |( a# \( H8 N6 r. C+ cHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.+ ~6 n- ^9 B4 I4 _
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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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4 k" O* v, q; c* f; lHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
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I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.; R0 `$ @$ N( X( k! K* G
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.$ k8 a, g1 u; p( V! k
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.: }. J0 }- V7 z0 e
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.. a7 o: b- F* n. w& ~. O1 X3 \# C
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.4 O% {$ Y; K6 y. _7 [% C8 x

6 f% W) U, P. zLook for God in others.( F3 v6 T5 L! Y4 C- X( U

$ [8 m$ V3 g4 B6 \You now have two choices, you can:3 _$ r+ z& U1 V  H. B0 L6 h6 F
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1) Pass this on to your friends or$ c1 Z7 @- @5 t
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.6 O/ o6 i3 O% d$ t0 {( J2 R8 w
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.
  X! I. t. c6 c6 `0 Q"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.( N. U9 E9 w+ h/ \
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Tomorrow is mystery., \! }1 ?+ n1 A  {: i- z

1 q8 K3 Z' h2 v7 K7 {Today is a gift.
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It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.& v: g8 H' W+ O7 Q0 W

+ r% l6 m0 A* C. m: CIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.
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发表于 2006-6-2 22:16 | 显示全部楼层
Yesterday is history./ @/ i( J5 @- d# b: T* E

. c7 H1 p8 `9 s: W3 c) K7 UTomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.
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