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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,9 n+ q8 {5 \6 z, o$ B+ R) Z
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.9 p* m+ T' y) Q# d' l8 w
) h9 ?) F9 ~+ DHis name was Kyle.
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It looked like he was carrying all of his
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?+ ^" j2 l: B' R& p' a) p+ |0 E
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He must really be a nerd."7 k1 p+ @0 b3 b$ R4 ]# ?' w* r8 H& V
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I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.5 J& F- b x& \4 F) {( [
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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.
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% V; @! A9 l3 i, e% {7 SHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes4 E( P: |' D# ?
7 F; Q" c5 |1 B4 Q5 S+ C6 rMy 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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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.- H' c4 @% Q, K7 I% G
0 P2 S( z- P: ?4 ], J& JThey really should get lives.
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6 G. [7 k( [3 W" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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: o, Y$ {: b. B/ W2 o1 [0 pThere was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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* u5 p) z6 M( w' v) ^I 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.$ h, e e% y" w1 F ?% q4 x
' |/ q7 z8 _ Y$ E$ b# ?1 \- t7 PHe said he had gone to private school before now.
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6 ?% P) C/ f! i5 z% C2 J0 @9 lI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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, ^: K% O1 R# q0 o4 {We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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' L1 v3 w2 c/ ~He 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.6 C X X9 A7 P/ U9 @
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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.2 }8 [8 R: R1 S3 n5 _, V* _
, B V2 w3 O E WMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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$ r+ v/ n: c, i6 Q$ R$ a- _I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!: ]# s, r ~/ y* d
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.+ P5 n4 N: k7 P& n3 y4 K
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When we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I) E5 ^( l- E4 u! r( Z& [; ^
Was going to Duke.4 N& S9 [ f1 X" H
3 K- Y4 J- X aI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.8 v# A" t; z- Y, l5 [" E8 [
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.4 J& X; q6 ~$ D2 c; v/ V# A' q
, O9 Q: o: j: gKyle was valedictorian of our class.3 F1 x0 s3 J* y+ @! |, v* |( d
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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6 h1 c1 i' u! a% NHe had to prepare a speech for graduation.; C; u6 l3 N6 h( @ Y9 V+ l, |
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) w7 C/ C% v( s y3 M MGraduation day, I saw Kyle.2 F+ [4 l) d8 T! z' _3 e
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He looked great.* C2 c; _2 ?7 |
1 B. ^& w x- i sHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.0 W% k6 H1 L1 [. n/ d* _
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.: p. m3 j, b* B6 |6 ~7 b( K
@5 g+ i2 j# J" x! q' V+ jHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.! k" y! F2 G# m5 g% s
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.( l3 V9 ~& X: R* P- L/ M: M9 n6 `* m
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Today was one of those days.: t) ^' f) Y# U* ^* z
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.3 _0 N/ x5 U' u% F" u( \
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So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
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, \+ g/ G I. z" c. x, a/ z& pHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.* T5 s* w7 K3 r: {
$ Y% ~' y; v% I8 p8 Y* x! d"Thanks," he said.
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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6 d6 R/ j' b* t; V) k. l"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...
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U3 z( O* L" L8 cI am here to tell all of you that being a
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6 m1 [( a( i; V# ^# _# j4 V* LI am going to tell you a story."
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: y* E9 b2 `+ L' aI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.& W0 A0 k" n9 v2 P5 S6 |
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He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.! N/ ~/ F3 {& ]) W2 \5 w
8 E, Y5 W3 K; r2 s7 @7 A* @6 l* ~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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) X0 h; D5 x6 e# U UHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.' u* Q1 M% p$ C; `5 A
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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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8 F8 m* ~( w# b8 f# F' qI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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) k1 k; D- R s& ` wNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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1 i+ i; x+ P) L& t( t: z- a0 kNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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) b" P! \- Z1 x, k! C% SWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.1 u% Y+ o' _& W! g/ O
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.' P" y9 i& K3 \; ^! o6 g- B
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Look for God in others.% G& E9 \# j' P& R% A) s) X- s9 t
3 N: `; g2 H! E+ d* R0 z6 B4 fYou now have two choices, you can:3 F+ c5 J& e. u2 [$ e
* z# C& w* Z% e& b* v9 a1) Pass this on to your friends or6 i7 F% c- e3 |& ?
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.7 f- L4 s, e/ X; y
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.3 F' R- r) m+ M5 z6 @) B' U, W8 a
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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5 e, s* E- ]0 ^ PThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.7 v# {2 g# y7 Y3 Y j/ U" Q
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Tomorrow is mystery.7 ]1 g0 k/ t% r: {
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Today is a gift.$ g+ y9 k" I3 _/ h
_5 x9 {! }5 n3 u4 }It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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