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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,1 o `1 D/ d) a* c3 v; F$ l
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I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.1 }$ L5 C2 t8 w1 E
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His name was Kyle.
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0 Y9 U0 |% O) u: H( {8 g7 VIt looked like he was carrying all of his% H5 y7 y1 C, T8 J3 ]
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" _6 R+ M2 r3 [1 N8 L5 K# S5 L fI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?) o* Q; p& g1 O
5 W4 u6 A$ ]& x5 n8 lHe must really be a nerd."
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# O3 K1 B1 @' d4 {$ S& [I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.3 K8 f, w% |* I* M% \7 x* v4 |, N% F
- ]- N7 Y& G3 F+ h7 rAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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7 d( S( a5 L; `4 A5 {& R, w8 B2 }6 U; eThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.$ F; N+ i6 G! O
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.6 Q/ j4 d( M0 P' D: |+ b3 h
7 O$ R% X% W3 _# P0 zHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes) a- c' `9 P' j! D
; m* ? u1 H* @3 F+ }& [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.
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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.5 Y! ]7 K2 [! v! J; N; V
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% S, q A0 M" p/ i6 n0 v3 h" 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./ B6 d* H; V f# ?' y8 ?! D
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.( s. N& y/ u) j# {
2 s( b6 n2 N1 c9 KAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.3 } V1 \0 C9 T$ J, n
; h7 c( d8 q. l* J7 a; hHe 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.- ?3 ^8 w( T8 R1 ^
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We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books." b- W$ S3 V# T, t+ C+ _7 a8 K
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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! S7 n5 s$ e% U; l8 jI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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He said yes.- L- p+ B8 o t/ H6 Y- b1 O
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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.8 r& G9 p5 W$ R% W( y) w7 R3 Y2 A
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Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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) y" S/ i O4 i K+ E5 aI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!$ @$ X8 m! g/ e
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.% s! e/ }' [* O' Z, ?7 s4 y
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. p; x( k6 D- v7 t' ]: l' e
# k' G8 k4 d) h& aWhen we were seniors, we began to think! w5 A; ?) w# ^5 w; G
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I# e" c6 u) C9 R) P: v9 _
Was going to Duke." Z0 c4 ^* z% r% Y
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.# D. T7 ?! V7 ]' Q
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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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" \/ |& v# T" _; OKyle was valedictorian of our class.* Z5 S/ K" F/ P5 c; ?$ J
$ ~& M) x" q: K' m, ZI teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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* x7 C' ^* r, t, cI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak& A5 A. @) y- z) p S4 ^: e9 [' j
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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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; o7 r4 N6 s* EHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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' G$ U9 U8 T$ p: c# N7 O/ _He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.. |/ x0 i# |2 _( K
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Today was one of those days.
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2 W* @3 u4 B& o/ f5 X0 q2 {! C, II could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
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: m$ W4 @8 {/ F" B. ]He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.$ |6 p7 _, f# Y6 B" W3 u! G3 u
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"Thanks," he said.; R( u S0 N: F7 D0 ?: l+ x* L
4 U m: E' W. Z1 B" _; sAs 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.
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...0 T I. B z) K, W4 w( C) N- u; t4 y
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" f; w0 T3 a3 yI am going to tell you a story."( q8 E" W. Q- h
5 m3 j" c, r Z2 v8 s8 `I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.4 `( d+ N% k1 R0 Q" a4 L
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He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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& k7 `( [- J1 t) mHe 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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N2 \9 a; r0 s3 r8 e- ]4 E& f# X( {He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.) m; L( g0 t( L2 S' F! ^
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"Thankfully, I was saved.! H, t8 x# n2 B* D" M( Q) H
. }2 v" H, B1 ~5 u, {2 ~0 m" NMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."/ ?& e1 i5 U9 s: u. C' ?
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.1 [ _/ ~& ~2 A$ [! F1 _, s
0 i8 |4 i: W+ y& k# r \I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile., H/ o% D/ F: g. T
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.( R" m0 y9 h; J9 D
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.
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God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.! z5 ]; S" k1 q0 P: p f4 Z
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Look for God in others.
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: v* S( {; ^6 GYou now have two choices, you can:
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1) Pass this on to your friends or) C2 Y6 z! ?6 `) v/ x) [
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.) f! y s9 B9 Q7 f" }4 b3 p
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.% z0 V+ I. i( E7 f1 |- B
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."0 Y, U/ G7 k; \8 m$ o- ^
0 W0 Q# \7 N* b6 P2 n7 AThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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7 T8 T1 k. _4 f9 d: s5 hTomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.- s+ b; W; h( R/ F
a9 n. Y( o) p2 l# ]. zIt'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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