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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,8 w( [' I1 ]' _
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His name was Kyle.6 @* Z) N; b7 H5 E! D, f
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It looked like he was carrying all of his7 h- S* w4 }/ q7 ^- A* ]9 z9 P
Books.1 i3 E$ E7 X- m1 W/ K- b& c
0 i9 R( z! ^0 g9 [/ FI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?1 Q3 R& H: \" z" K/ o
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/ `3 I5 F3 P; J$ ^$ e+ h+ uI 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.
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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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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 eyes2 @; {% b8 n+ e0 y
, `9 A4 D6 D- Y7 O" N" P- g. p5 FMy 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.1 V1 Q$ M- }: S- l% d
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As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.4 k- x5 y I- A( D- }0 q" k
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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( y, [/ q! C8 l7 h% RThere was a big smile on his face.: u0 n- w# ^7 Q3 I
7 a" R3 d9 B3 w6 {5 _It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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5 S3 j5 ~2 `- o. K6 C1 A) {8 n+ }I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived., J, e T" o' X: i7 x
* p/ W& A& c+ P: z$ x* wAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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t7 o \6 H8 L. E- s3 h. Q0 l; C& E# BHe said he had gone to private school before now.% a) K* A% K1 a
/ Q9 w! Y. E+ C) d) bI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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4 ? G# T. h" j) M) Z6 c' |$ vWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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, P$ j1 f: {9 k# WHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.* V- `, p, I* \2 q
" @6 d" q9 C; y0 D/ i: t; R8 u; _7 QI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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9 f, y( f3 d, W" @% @He said yes.8 l& C& b; H: Y( s1 N5 n
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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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Monday 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!9 a6 h" k: ?, V& K, l7 Z9 A% J
, j& T- f9 u3 N; \8 q" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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! X: c5 g' d8 }) V, g: v `. qOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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4 v3 r8 _! h; l' N( DWhen we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.4 ^# X% ~ X$ B) f; X
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.$ G4 a$ k G7 F; F# l$ O8 O
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd., R( H) g2 H& U- m' ^) v9 m
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak/ H' i" Q& ?" u7 S5 B; h: X2 s
1 d$ I0 @$ ?4 PGraduation day, I saw Kyle.
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# T: N$ O; T0 Q5 C- S0 ^9 QHe looked great.; B U# L' p3 B& f+ q, D
8 P w+ c+ r9 |5 g& q' z A+ HHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.( v# J# C# m- }! h( k7 f1 Y
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.' Y; @0 X8 y) p- V0 J2 }$ `( p
- M* ^* b M6 N1 z7 A, mHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.+ V( n' `$ Q7 W
1 k* _5 ~# b! K: ~3 ~+ L# w' h# @Today was one of those days.0 `# z; a5 h! c; }! i! n& A
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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: k3 J; S2 L" U7 D- m. ^, B+ m# g! JSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.- n3 Q7 z7 t6 {: p
: x) O0 |) \7 ?, _"Thanks," he said.
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$ c9 q1 b5 k1 S8 c2 u3 mAs he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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/ p( ~# [" Y0 Q3 W$ |' c"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.0 Q0 Z$ m0 ^8 e. ^
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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8 D6 J8 A5 ~: c( I+ Q8 N; m6 LI am here to tell all of you that being a8 ]$ A4 m8 E# Y
Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.+ x+ ?) Z2 K0 V% J
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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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4 ]: `+ u6 j- _' s$ R x {3 `8 qHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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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.
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( |& E9 @ v- g4 h p) jHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.) z! H) C: ~+ X
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"Thankfully, I was saved.! ~/ l. O' q& Q+ o
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."0 B: J8 i4 I% m1 j9 p
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.2 y/ v* Q: M7 h
9 s% e/ {( Y- `1 R' z" D. WI 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.: j" N+ N7 R& l
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Never underestimate the power of your actions./ ?" r4 K/ w# z; d/ a! E* N1 w
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life., @5 Q" P" v3 j: [
0 G. c" w9 z! v" x- _For better or for worse.
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( Q2 A& K) |( Q0 ^God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.' [$ O8 u' A8 c* i9 \, k6 S
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Look for God in others.: H6 H8 A4 T" W5 w" N' L
/ w7 ~1 V% a) |# O3 n- | zYou now have two choices, you can:
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1) Pass this on to your friends or
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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 1.4 Z+ o4 W2 I; ^2 g
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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1 s7 C; e5 R+ G( l; BThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.: Z- V% E$ {) y: V
- m5 g9 E$ y# G' B) c. eIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.* @4 ]1 [- K6 I" }( u0 O8 J! q: o+ G
" q2 W% g. F' w' U9 x6 KIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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