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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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+ A1 G$ y$ Q" i/ w! [8 qI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.) F. Z8 C% L8 v1 Z5 S* G0 k
A% ?7 J+ |8 `; T8 M X# aHis 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?
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He must really be a nerd."( p; {7 ?" F8 l8 {
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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.
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.% T4 N; [4 a: j/ [5 J6 [- Y: C1 M$ m
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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.. r' V5 X9 M8 l! g3 S
% \5 `, h6 P, Z3 B5 `: fHis 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 eyes
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2 ^) D c' I0 L) h" MMy 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.' n6 }0 a( y( Y
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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& @5 Y8 B8 g- X" }" C$ rThere was a big smile on his face.
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) y/ q% ?2 e& D. O: UIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.) J6 d+ m2 L8 X( e4 Q1 l
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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3 r- {; Y+ j5 o) R9 E8 C4 tAs 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.
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before./ v: u; ^5 |5 ~0 s2 j
* k* c: x$ N' [4 b3 f# s XWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.7 @# I" v3 d" ?+ n/ L% F' H$ ~
. b! Z8 r8 u7 j" T2 C2 lI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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He said yes.
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9 x2 b0 d; N& m8 n9 XWe 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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Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.! o. L+ R* c. _9 X w* h! q, d
) ^4 a/ D7 @6 h: I6 g$ ^! ]" ZI 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.- T$ F( Q' Z2 B. `
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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 think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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! L6 T8 ?9 r- q/ |9 PI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.* n _! M2 ` B. m! P+ G
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.) d' l6 Q, t5 A) ^
- \3 b$ Q1 q1 y5 dKyle was valedictorian of our class.% |$ S9 o8 S# q9 P0 z
5 ~8 E5 v$ p% `7 @I teased him all the time about being a nerd.0 }% l9 J, e0 V% x u1 X# P
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.5 Y5 q9 `; _, L
4 L4 [6 K. G% ^- S1 |, vI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.. V8 M. O/ ^: d3 p
7 {6 P. `0 K$ VHe looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.3 i/ y$ K/ M- T2 b; P' i
! {! K/ F8 O! `' b, q4 d+ W- ZHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.$ |$ \6 @. b( v0 l( A
$ H0 ]# r' T2 ^! i6 nHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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) G- A( B; D9 L: `7 ]0 y3 v* sBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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- J& n$ ~; |: TToday was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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7 Y$ q, D0 Y( M o- BSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"' V S3 o% M" p$ Y+ A2 z: _& e
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.
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& o) ?4 B* F7 S8 M8 [8 o: k8 x+ aAs 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.- M- h$ Z9 j G# R, G
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...: t" F5 V- [) m% U/ j6 O# o
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: A, g! E3 a6 j8 }; W+ y% eFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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I am going to tell you a story."
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8 E3 \% q% C7 v2 SI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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s0 e/ ^: s" zHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.' O% j+ `1 A6 F' u
& X# q! ?+ p8 f1 d0 R: sHe 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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% V& @$ S+ z) w( sHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.3 ?/ c. S, s h% k* t5 S
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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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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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4 R0 ~2 g( L6 t* a- ?Never underestimate the power of your actions.5 X: I3 \0 _- i b
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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+ R' r/ {, [$ ^3 QFor better or for worse.
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2 B0 l% ?, V ]2 R/ O5 m1 F' ]God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.: n& z+ e! p! t
/ I% h e3 `" G( a, CLook for God in others.
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You now have two choices, you can:
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1 \" c! N& y" j4 G1) Pass this on to your friends or
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' L3 S9 E7 T j3 m5 x4 H2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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, Z( W# r% s( n5 qAs you can see, I took choice number 1.
9 n+ t; g( g; \: v1 s4 d7 N"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.
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* s% H. A. w4 @' J2 zTomorrow is mystery.) N' n! m# E0 P1 c
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Today is a gift.$ P: \ h1 o$ p9 c( j1 M
; M5 C; b, v* I2 }- l6 {& mIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.$ E5 H9 s8 W1 Z0 ^6 i0 S
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If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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