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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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* v. d* L) v: ~* AI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.. j& X, Y4 N! {4 K, k2 h1 C
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His name was Kyle.. y- m% l- D9 E1 C J
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It looked like he was carrying all of his+ L8 Z: m ^; {" M- M$ c2 c
Books.
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?7 q3 T. ] I l6 W n/ U
* W- [' X9 X* l6 `& EHe must really be a nerd."/ D, P) }6 d/ j, |( D2 h
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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.# f# b' N0 F" y# l, K8 g' C3 @, H
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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/ H* M4 ] t, z: {They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.3 Y5 I& { A- c+ Y5 u* N5 @5 w( D
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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$ k; H: Z$ i. ^
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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.
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0 ^/ u7 @8 }: D4 hAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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3 L/ X! w6 _, Q1 r$ gThey really should get lives.) J+ \+ k! x v; L- Z
J6 V0 g" \) ?- t; s' O" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"; O5 \/ s0 A: x/ ]( J U t
9 ]% O J7 G$ B/ R, xThere was a big smile on his face.0 o0 H$ A- b+ M1 K+ t5 u
3 C; P0 ?- n# z: c# tIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.. A3 Z1 x6 m. q& z
d. ?, @5 S$ x% @I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.: x9 Z; l* s3 _; [- t7 u" U
9 L5 [% C3 M e4 E; O, y* T9 kAs it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
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& S: ~; W* ?' K# M6 p! A% [He said he had gone to private school before now.( m8 g! u; Z, L A
9 y" b! x/ f& t7 Y9 tI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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2 V% }& M9 h9 v* r" \6 ?6 hWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.5 M# h& O" t( z( r: r; ~
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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) v6 l1 o9 n/ m8 e/ P/ i6 VI asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.9 w+ I8 _2 J. h
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2 M% l1 |5 y: q7 l+ \4 tWe 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., {3 f) K$ ?3 M. I) @4 V, H
( |2 i- W- H% d; S& ^8 jMonday 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 p2 m( K! k7 d3 T3 l
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books." p3 Q- B- M: S, g
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Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.& G3 B: ?( f9 P& A$ e8 K
/ [9 W& [! p$ m7 bWhen we were seniors, we began to think+ q. [( o8 d5 s7 ]" L
About college.
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I p" z9 T2 i( b- U9 D2 h
Was going to Duke.% F6 h" P0 @& J/ }
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He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.$ F8 t( V8 Y9 }6 _0 ]* z6 J
1 w6 C' P W4 ^Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
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$ _, O3 |2 D4 }5 w: k9 @I 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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I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak- m( a# |4 ]7 c0 J6 H! J/ a8 N0 e
$ C8 j' E" {$ q @% DGraduation day, I saw Kyle.: d4 T9 u5 l# z8 z" l* k9 ^
8 l$ V2 U1 p% K( a% X: G9 hHe looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
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2 B9 g, p% i% v0 \8 A xHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.# [" M) V9 B2 X- _2 _
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He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
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Today was one of those days.
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I could see that he was nervous about his speech.8 K+ `3 M9 b. H. `8 d1 l
& h7 f9 w: r% J+ w' N3 x" S) }So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"& I% g. _* ]5 ^9 x! g- L5 B
8 {* H+ z4 U/ p, w! ]6 b& k- pHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.7 a( |, {8 @7 M9 M& ?) _
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"Thanks," he said.5 b4 O5 o! l( n/ F. a
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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.
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Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends..., e( v% K& R+ u- a
$ P7 b d+ D7 ~ y: ]. a6 hI am here to tell all of you that being a
4 N: U. A; d$ J9 rFriend to someone is the best gift you can give them.. P2 t% Z9 `4 G& x; q
& K! ?3 U$ p5 OI am going to tell you a story."
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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.2 s, q5 n: k. F3 D
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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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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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"Thankfully, I was saved.
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My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.". z2 O H; s! f' d+ V$ R
8 M( m/ a7 {* b0 a% ~% I( C/ EI heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.3 Z7 n8 n& |" [; B v6 ~/ h5 s
O# H1 Q$ _) z7 O* ]1 TI saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.! F9 a# R) |$ e5 J) E& O) [" C
. h$ o' \% y- }* wNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.6 r9 K# ~5 O8 L2 ?
* _* K1 q& T+ jNever underestimate the power of your actions.
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]( N* h1 v) T( m% JWith one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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For better or for worse.
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) }) S, |% _+ b9 h* J* F) }& ?God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.7 W, {8 ^) ?2 ~6 E, {
]3 P2 O! X! Q3 {+ wLook for God in others.
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You now have two choices, you can:. S" j& ?, p: V5 I
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1) Pass this on to your friends or G! X8 {! j+ V* }! ?9 t8 E0 b. B
3 h$ g7 T" g9 g9 Q0 q2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.
$ l5 i2 T T; t"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."% W8 i: B8 x/ C8 B3 u5 r' O
4 G' D0 i$ a7 L8 c2 P2 a+ ?9 hThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.& {$ L/ F5 i# \# ^
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Tomorrow is mystery.' j- O. I) q+ y% g
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7 n# J1 [ Q, d7 Y$ _$ jIt's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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% V& r& s4 p: x: I+ CIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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