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One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
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8 M0 r+ R4 [5 u% mI saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
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His name was Kyle." @+ s6 `+ N& H. b c" J
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Books.. y8 F! {6 V; I. r; B P
& n+ B+ D0 `! M; f8 g$ }% q) BI thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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. j- \7 L9 b, w; u+ YHe must really be a nerd.". v0 j$ r# _0 Y* }! t4 I/ s+ r o# c
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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.# H* U1 W3 h/ U( A
+ s! D1 K* m! Y0 m4 v- oAs I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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+ @9 z& t/ P) {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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7 e5 T# B8 w& @' O# VHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.7 R' c4 [! E+ J- C2 F- T7 R7 y
6 o9 n& B* K* N5 NHe looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes5 ^2 h' l( m6 Y2 H) \9 r
F& q2 q2 y5 l* J9 iMy 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.6 D/ [) C0 ^( x: b1 }2 j
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They really should get lives.6 t2 K5 c7 N3 \! Y" b3 E. I
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"4 h( P9 y" d# H/ N. l5 P
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There was a big smile on his face.+ S" ?; ~- w% i6 S+ [; Z. j( T
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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 \ q# Z; R' s( i1 z% F
1 X5 h8 }. Q g* g! _7 i8 g9 [As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.0 o7 y- A* a9 [! r7 f/ z, }
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He said he had gone to private school before now.8 R, u/ s5 B8 f' P! D( h1 K
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I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
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He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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+ G8 ` q5 U; d5 d3 {I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.. t4 f: h# @3 {/ M5 ?1 m
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He said yes.3 g- E8 U% k0 C2 U" u4 T7 x$ m- L3 v
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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./ I1 W8 F1 \7 f, i; Q0 {+ ?; _
% d& [" V4 q, p7 BMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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. B: x5 L( |/ ]7 k1 N5 _. `I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! ^9 Y' Z+ A# z9 p' E! N/ x
' n" i3 b9 ?2 Y# j" He just laughed and handed me half the books.+ b' @' Y$ V# U T, n
$ e1 Y! Q# i. X" b' @Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.' r- i U6 l2 r4 N d! t
4 z7 y( {; y, @. J3 s5 _# {: t3 bWhen we were seniors, we began to think" b3 |$ Y+ n* c8 ]
About college.9 l) O# u1 s* E
t9 f. x+ n Q3 uKyle decided on Georgetown, and I5 M+ ?4 _$ V8 F. q. q
Was going to Duke.
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2 n7 [6 j2 e& q, ]# E5 nI knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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1 L1 m7 S3 F. s" ~He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
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Kyle was valedictorian of our class.3 X$ Y7 K% _% D4 D4 o% n
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.! Y* i: R7 i9 d
% c0 f, j* {) @' o( v+ fI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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$ N% Q+ f6 s5 o; _6 A# {6 I% ?Graduation day, I saw Kyle.8 f! c \8 I8 T5 j, [
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He looked great.
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He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.* T, ~. I' p# a7 S2 v x
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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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* i- j( Y; b) z% Y( \. t( R5 G" wToday was one of those days.
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# Q( W% Z1 g7 [+ II could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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9 r7 Z: _% p% y/ I, v t3 z8 {So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"7 N$ f% _1 n$ u7 }
" W+ z% W. E6 j VHe looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. n3 q; u4 ^2 Z
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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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. P# i' g; \4 l/ N% N"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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+ k) z* H; s- _ b0 RYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...0 ?) Y, Z" ? w0 Z
# f9 h' [. R: K! w8 h; CI am here to tell all of you that being a# ~; @$ L x6 W y0 a* m. \
Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
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1 a/ n; y# B) J8 B& z" _I am going to tell you a story."
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& t# a) I5 a5 v' NI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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/ L* o! {* z9 x/ [+ EHe had planned to kill himself over the weekend.$ ~0 ?# d1 C) z" X, x+ Q& o
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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." G& M! M+ J% c" a& Z+ f
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"Thankfully, I was saved.: A* |6 g. [; } d
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I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. d8 [* K: U- o: `
3 \6 W# j- S' ~; `1 V' pI 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.( ~/ X! C2 j' N U" Z3 Z
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Never underestimate the power of your actions.
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3 D) x e2 c1 `) v' F5 [& s! [With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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6 Q% m* \8 {+ ^3 K% r8 TFor better or for worse.) P9 ^# w T% Q8 Z' [4 e
! ]' k' y- \( b. J+ L& z; j/ b- SGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.% Q0 m2 b0 K. `
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Look for God in others.
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6 Q1 W% ?6 ?+ ^/ y: tYou now have two choices, you can:
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( Q+ l2 b5 `! T8 g6 M Q6 r1) Pass this on to your friends or8 _4 f3 C7 Z7 \5 Y `! ?
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.3 m* e5 v$ h4 R! r" u
4 j: Q# E' y+ g) r+ }As you can see, I took choice number 1.9 H/ R1 K# g6 D% S: V
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history., {) H% ]* M9 V, W, o+ n3 d6 P
+ l9 h1 D1 i% v% pTomorrow is mystery.+ | _: g& D/ q
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Today is a gift.
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It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.; |/ ^, V! F) `5 q+ c" q
7 D) {" _! H& b; zIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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