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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.. v* R! H( S6 s+ j* {- o5 q
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His name was Kyle.
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It looked like he was carrying all of his
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: a" t* ?; E4 f, p$ }I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?+ u# P* U) ^) \) J
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He must really be a nerd."
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! c7 p, J( E$ l1 `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.
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6 f" E; B' A8 Y1 ZThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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! f" z7 |0 D7 b6 b7 @His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.: r3 y. |- }- V: T$ F0 T3 ]
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
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5 v% J8 r4 k* h( z2 F5 l" }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./ Y5 \$ x! c, G# A1 O! s& T' L! O- F; n" P
: C% H' N% O7 r8 xAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives.% ` G2 W; Z# O; m2 G
; x" b/ W0 |; e* D# j( X" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"2 I2 R& B z2 Z t
2 S3 `$ \" H7 m' DThere was a big smile on his face.
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
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0 h9 f$ [3 ^! LI helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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) r) C, R, @: @9 D) eAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.7 ^! M5 G/ ~7 P& v: D$ y
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He said he had gone to private school before now.* v3 k8 ]: ~% h0 F4 `! ^) k
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. p2 ?5 w) h8 _3 l7 ?9 ?We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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1 C8 U' d1 k; h8 e' b% ?He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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! J/ T3 Z5 q: @" i- D& aHe said yes.
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. a( L( g+ d* P9 OWe 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!5 ~" f( r1 e* W8 n8 C
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.0 g2 Z- U: G1 d: {
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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4 P2 U0 W6 a9 _8 Z' {) G8 U: RWhen we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I Y( t" x4 j1 ? U, `; g) d* V! L
Was going to Duke.$ o" B1 ?2 a8 M& l% k$ s( y" v
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.8 \( Y. d: J% T/ h" _9 |, ]8 ?
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. H5 U. N! e8 A3 T" j8 T0 g7 B; J
4 o0 i( D, O8 L5 D1 KKyle was valedictorian of our class.
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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# u( T+ }, @# r b1 r
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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.; ~. W5 ]9 c4 e" k( K
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He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. Y9 l. ~: ?+ ^1 I
' @7 N# }' L3 YHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.2 r1 d' I, k: c) n7 n
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.4 F3 K2 }; O, Z, W' Z4 P1 l. J
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Today was one of those days.$ J( K" o+ R% n# C0 n* f
8 V( d! G* | X3 \ D( e0 F( iI could see that he was nervous about his speech.+ w+ G7 b4 W3 d. k
. ?, i# ^5 c- G$ DSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"6 \ h+ Q, k5 \+ Y) J" p% q
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.5 h" [# p q& G* F& q
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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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5 ~# o$ X# P6 H A; Q. R"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.3 L* w& o! V) ]8 [$ b+ I
) T5 F- s* o* v4 O; GYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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% E, v/ P9 }" c2 C# c3 K8 VI am here to tell all of you that being a& M( d, Q' v) M
Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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4 x" N3 p3 Q8 |, W" r0 W, T2 p9 e5 U8 kI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.: J* j: t' e' k2 p; Y7 _3 k x9 @
" X/ s/ M5 e) K$ R0 a. uHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
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& \4 J+ U+ F0 ? [* N; Q' CHe 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.& V5 J( P% D; L; n
1 K* a# M( ^, L3 I# ^, wHe looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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* [: D) J8 Q6 N" k"Thankfully, I was saved.- A' |+ E3 |) R7 w2 ]9 K" C8 r
: Q* M5 [# ~1 C; TMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."9 _; H% [0 I; F% z7 U! }
# t) s/ K3 d& N @; X9 {& ^I 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.
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.! {1 N& ]+ o1 G" 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.5 h) r9 v# Q/ G, b$ A6 x
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Look for God in others.+ J& F% M" F% l! \" X" r
" G1 s: t3 D: u* _You now have two choices, you can:2 E# A3 D |) x. y
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1) Pass this on to your friends or# p& c& s6 `5 [- v
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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./ d1 Q x% u, @# u. D; }
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."/ W$ `$ ?( E% u4 N( e# q
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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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X7 r# r' u0 {: DToday is a gift.
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( m8 Y) w7 ?) V3 v$ qIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.. |1 t9 H( x! y, s$ [; E8 ^
+ y+ j" g& d" W7 e0 z8 v2 wIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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