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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.0 n. [) G. | H! ~
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His name was Kyle.( |: Y+ ?; b0 S+ B! ^
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Books.
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I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?+ U$ Q$ f& A. H& u& F
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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.% R+ k' h0 x5 ~, s) z# ]
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As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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- z: I) V' l* _3 y: |( D: h2 V6 w( sThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.( K& \" N% @, }5 N9 @1 O
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His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him." @) Q3 f; Z& v% C) N% L- v) e! k* x9 _
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He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes" }" F; u- [% }" }% J: `7 Q
; `9 q0 u$ s8 t. v4 M# n; C; DMy 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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' J* T* g1 A# @" S0 fAs I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
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They really should get lives.3 Y2 v( A5 v; _5 ], Q- D' L
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" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"# d5 Q9 U. B0 g5 [+ ^$ z5 T; M
) i0 W: o' }5 f0 VThere was a big smile on his face./ q. _" C6 i! S' M. c3 ^
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It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.) q& C- p* s6 H! b
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I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.0 B/ z" r2 P J' J. O- S6 i+ ?0 t
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.2 L& O+ u/ j7 w' T" @
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He said he had gone to private school before now.
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# c( K) ?1 Z: X: gI would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
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. }' s4 {; I$ o$ a$ gWe talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.+ N7 B' Y1 B% V$ b0 O
4 x+ d- `! P& I& oHe turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
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+ J7 E' z( p/ p5 {I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
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2 C" C$ y$ d& Y% o$ x, mHe said yes.
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. ~# T, `; k6 a! S% |8 f2 _% U) BWe 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.7 R1 I$ h6 M& ]3 f6 L
% |* k, ?$ d6 J5 vMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
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& [+ z9 Z) H( U$ W+ _7 g5 i/ _$ E. qOver the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.* _7 D/ ]" l" a" N W; C0 |
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When we were seniors, we began to think
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Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
6 U# a4 f8 g* `" b7 lWas going to Duke.* A+ x6 l& H: w# ]; B1 R
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
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( D( [, i8 V* IHe 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.
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I teased him all the time about being a nerd.: |5 H U9 T* p$ c6 x. ]) c0 o; _
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.1 [0 p/ |1 q! @7 U
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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.5 g* h4 q% m1 o3 j6 V* }, h) }% G
# @; }2 r" w$ D! @He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.; n. e% C: h& d' ~
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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.& M5 ] |. v0 w8 O! I, t& w# y
5 Y- c) F5 z" }& n% u; |, yToday was one of those days.; k! Q& J: T. [0 d0 i( j2 ^
% o- D' E. o" z/ _0 dI could see that he was nervous about his speech.0 ~$ F6 o9 ^9 M3 C) j
/ l- `' o8 V4 W' v9 gSo, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" i1 t5 s% t& o, M2 ^& G& ]) f
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He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
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"Thanks," he said.
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. c# W6 `9 v, W e/ ~1 YAs he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began6 F( N1 O7 L, \9 |# }
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"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.4 N' ?, r& |* z" J7 w3 N w9 L
9 A; ]" R! ~1 f5 ^ `1 C# b' ?Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...* A! w! Q* I9 a* I# U
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I am here to tell all of you that being a
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$ U2 Z0 V# x3 X5 o) |7 F; V/ {; AI 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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9 Q+ W @5 F' E( iHe 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.1 v$ |# C b7 G
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He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
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n0 ]" @2 @. p2 G9 W6 R; R& w"Thankfully, I was saved.; U; i; e4 L3 ^3 Y7 k
- E$ Z2 I2 r4 W3 ~# q# B0 NMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
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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.4 Z3 m# a5 z$ ^3 U+ X+ x/ y2 V% c
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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.
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With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
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]( [, @: Y; r+ w6 a: tFor better or for worse.
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' _& z: j3 v4 U, G$ M8 h R+ fGod puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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" Q5 o6 K* C+ X$ ALook for God in others.- L8 b' {) e8 ~, ~/ H0 r
f( J8 k2 C& [! A; pYou now have two choices, you can:, }3 B) s- Q1 B' C, K {) P
* r! q. h0 Y o/ v( W3 B1) Pass this on to your friends or1 _4 h: g1 G) @2 {% Z. q
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.+ @: t& R2 c; t, n6 u% J( V
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As you can see, I took choice number 1.
, Q! w( h1 K7 B5 s R"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."* @8 j, P2 V* W7 F0 g4 U
; }8 X* L1 T: BThere is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.9 H1 w. y; z/ M
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Tomorrow is mystery.; t& z5 w$ Q3 I) \
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Today is a gift., A9 r. p- t) V( C" U" g3 ^
) g/ j2 R3 y6 @It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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' w3 \% _( d2 `' MIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. |
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