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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.
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His name was Kyle.
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, z" U0 Q% R) T. z5 r1 ^7 a) [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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6 U" \/ z$ Z0 e, |2 G9 @' o5 YHe must really be a nerd."! C, A& I, W b1 y) J
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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./ Z! c: G* K( ?/ S
" a3 M" I' p0 C' I% ]! HAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.3 o* F8 p7 B: G0 v
4 _" v; `! {4 P7 J: u( H5 |+ aThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.1 Q4 f7 Q7 ^9 [! a
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His 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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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.& r5 _& G) C# [7 ~7 ^: S
7 C5 k6 M* R( k7 T0 A6 QAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives.9 y H2 {, H2 d
9 V& b5 X/ E- ^: M/ X% E" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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K$ U$ S; N% X2 R2 \There was a big smile on his face.8 K0 S! E) S( Q& k. L! q" {9 V
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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.6 N1 r4 Y0 q( C5 U0 {; z
, [/ h5 W* P$ rAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.9 k/ i6 g3 L; n" A
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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.
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' o+ `2 _) ^4 B$ S, v; t& VWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.. w8 _% E/ f3 }3 l: _
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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: P1 H( M, s4 m1 wI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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9 ?. P; X( }1 }) I1 u8 B" U( f, _# YHe said yes.
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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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" c0 \, P5 W# b- B& ]7 ~8 wMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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6 t: f6 q8 N( X# h3 d5 O2 ~" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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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+ Q7 \- Z, u6 u' D6 w B
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I5 \1 M7 p K* N9 r
Was going to Duke.5 ~- F4 p9 o4 m7 u5 \) H
8 \# f: E& J( C8 @/ w, MI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.. C3 T8 b4 W. E8 Z, b
+ L! |/ C$ [ ^( _2 mKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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/ h3 G, l- E5 i; {& eI teased him all the time about being a nerd.0 f4 b% h5 m8 X4 X" C
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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8 N" |7 T6 j5 j5 Q$ D' QI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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k) k0 w+ r$ W3 r9 _% P8 h B4 P( HGraduation day, I saw Kyle.% m* Q9 [) [) f, U" H
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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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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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6 z7 D$ U% |3 K4 wHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.5 K% N. y1 A& r
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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* Y" p' V: J. g3 t7 LToday was one of those days. i9 d z3 f4 z& b. ]
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.! E, r! C& ~( u* _* U7 Z8 o
; X8 \/ g' A, ]0 RSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
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4 u; K8 R! v6 ~! m7 { GHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.6 W& D7 c) `$ w+ o) [& B( I2 ?
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As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began0 `1 W+ }5 {1 t9 v- \% ^" H
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.& m3 ]3 i$ I& U _
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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% ~' P9 t( D+ J! T, ?' H) G' W; O2 N7 dI am here to tell all of you that being a
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8 @0 Q5 ?: P: Z2 {+ }5 S" r* fI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.# j. @+ `8 v$ t
- Y. h4 f! c3 D* VHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.$ f- k: o' g% P% i1 |. z* H
: I7 Y T6 k2 {8 w& x4 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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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.+ s! t) Z, T8 O, v o) S
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"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.", R9 t6 s9 g4 k9 R* E; Q
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.8 u# F! G8 y7 S) |- y
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Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
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+ ]5 H& y% y2 n: `" ?: UNever underestimate the power of your actions.3 \8 z8 f8 a6 c2 ~- V% R
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.! e# X1 \ |6 r, e+ x3 {
; h" A) b4 i4 oGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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# D3 Q* {9 o6 g1 \Look for God in others.
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You now have two choices, you can:" N7 {$ m) t/ a, z' x
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1) Pass this on to your friends or7 u+ ^% k6 X$ }5 L6 l7 x
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.
/ V6 l$ j$ e6 b+ |"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."& Q, Y" o L" h
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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.' I$ R* n$ p- n5 g* N8 ?
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Today is a gift.
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2 Y; U( f' G, A8 ]+ A7 v2 v! G, UIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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% Z: m. B9 o) F0 V3 Q+ J1 TIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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