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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,6 u1 W# x7 Y+ K0 p: |
, b5 q: Y# l& v* Y) ^, m7 `I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.) p1 Y5 k1 f/ A: L T! G: [
7 l: c2 y' h" RHis name was Kyle.8 c+ s S! y- t" E7 Y1 J% o; I: K. Y
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It looked like he was carrying all of his
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9 K; R9 v' Q+ W1 RI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?* R8 @" h8 \% u% y6 |/ c8 ]
- X. r5 m" \- c5 \7 _9 ~: mHe must really be a nerd.") G* ^. L. Q% |7 G- ]4 z
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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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& F A. L5 I9 T- y+ d7 wAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him./ t1 b; ?/ a$ _/ c0 P
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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.9 O2 Y& E1 B4 J R, X U! [
" s/ Q, M9 }, bHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
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* q/ p: ?- x8 h4 D7 L$ NHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes3 N# D- S7 O8 T6 `# h
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My 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.$ W, b5 ?5 r* t' d
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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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* i8 c* v2 x3 y/ \3 F" bThey really should get lives.
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) r. Y) U @( F" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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There was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. t D: R3 O2 d
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.& W8 ^! z4 y& E2 u5 A
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As 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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: a' G: J' {" A! mI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.( @ w' r7 ^6 E( y1 C
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We 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.9 r. O# i' U' c
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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.+ e1 T" d% ?: r1 h 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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. K0 t6 t1 J3 \0 s% XMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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& } t [8 N8 g& lI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!# n3 q3 H! u6 G! Q% |2 H
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.+ Q% f' G( Y+ H+ b. \- W
& R+ E& B3 t/ p4 VOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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/ m. ?- n% K* F0 ~When we were seniors, we began to think k/ }) J O& W$ x" B) o; k
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( \) c2 j: ?8 h q* |& v1 GKyle decided on Georgetown, and I
6 M J( L9 H4 I9 q, PWas going to Duke.1 _+ ~3 Y" X; Z2 e( \
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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) ?7 o5 \ } ?+ PHe 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.
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd.) o4 c2 G* P0 W/ ^( u" V
4 z2 q, F& w* y( NHe had to prepare a speech for graduation. N2 A" w6 U; \" \1 w
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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak, s9 K' K7 E1 F0 o0 |# g. n+ {! U
4 u: c* |) o4 k: S$ v8 S. YGraduation day, I saw Kyle.- N) A8 ?( A$ a/ i8 [8 \% r
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He looked great.8 {' l4 j& M2 U* ]" r
) \2 ]: l7 Y: k* P5 uHe 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.0 r7 M- @! k' g/ a1 n" N
& C( Q% b* `, J( p, AHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.0 ^/ { ~) ]4 s$ q/ s3 y7 F% x
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Today was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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0 h, c1 z* W8 w7 N7 k- DHe 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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As 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.$ A, C$ s! J8 c0 C5 d: C d
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...& d$ `4 n& i) V0 | X, Q0 a1 d
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Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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' ^& n; W5 Z2 x" d& hI am going to tell you a story."8 u3 v& @; @% ^- _- ?/ v
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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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He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.- A- c5 g/ q) ?! G
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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.! v$ K" I( k3 E4 p; K6 I& [3 s
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$ b2 C2 k/ _5 y"Thankfully, I was saved.
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* e$ w% `* p' g7 x( p: h5 RMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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6 Z0 R. E5 B* `" W) pI 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.
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.8 z. q* N! N! q
J3 A3 V- ]9 C# P: YNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.* x x7 |" I0 I8 m3 Y
0 ]% W* U" W4 x; x) k3 eFor better or for worse.) s: c5 \8 V) N6 ~( J+ ]! F
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.' {8 z2 X1 O9 I/ F# a
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Look for God in others.) l8 H% ~6 ~1 S$ m: ?
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You now have two choices, you can:7 `, P4 g& I; B
6 h3 [* e9 S |$ T- x1) Pass this on to your friends or
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.& |0 v: n+ X* u/ X/ ^! ^. O7 P* q
% o1 m, }! M6 X$ b) k$ p9 UAs you can see, I took choice number 1.1 |: i! Y7 L1 w$ {" K
"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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Tomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.4 e" u; W" q) w/ l5 t& s# Y+ F1 z
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It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.9 G: k3 ~' x/ |5 q l7 ~
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If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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