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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.
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His name was Kyle.
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* Y3 M4 V: V' t% g5 o, G/ B1 IIt looked like he was carrying all of his
Books.

I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
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He must really be a nerd."

- ]  n" L4 p6 ^9 f' rI 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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6 ]% Q/ B" y- y. w' ?As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
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7 a2 w/ M8 V6 r; |: HThey ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
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) l" P  z$ n5 K8 ~( rHis glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes

6 H; t" B) c' V1 s& ^+ gMy 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.

They really should get lives.

+ R" [/ I% C7 C- M( u0 z# [" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
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; m1 B5 A$ b8 e/ YThere was a big smile on his face.
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6 A3 u, V0 l9 s% C, i# rIt was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
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As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.

2 T6 G5 g9 h3 m% D; ^He said he had gone to private school before now.

I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

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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I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.

; [3 M' @! H& }6 w+ r. SHe said yes.

6 A% C  W9 p) `* I/ a; ]3 yWe 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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) }8 t* y2 n: Z4 g% eMonday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

: i1 K9 R& s' mI stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
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" He just laughed and handed me half the books.

/ ^# b+ C! c) C' V) H4 w9 B# {Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
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When we were seniors, we began to think
About college.
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* [" `3 W- k7 eKyle decided on Georgetown, and I
' s. J- z; P! M% A& |; vWas going to Duke.
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I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.

6 G$ |/ n; n9 V3 x% O6 m7 IHe was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class.

) f; m* n& s6 V: t* X) \- f$ hI teased him all the time about being a nerd.
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He had to prepare a speech for graduation.

' K6 i8 b! B' f. S9 g" y% t; A! JI was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
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Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
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He looked great.

! f7 }2 V. f( @3 eHe was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.

% {/ Z# i9 _' ^& SHe filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
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- {7 n# m. t: L. j* {" V, BHe had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
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, d4 V2 Z( E; o) z# v0 BBoy, sometimes I was jealous.
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1 a" o1 g9 Q/ W, D# hToday was one of those days.
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9 ?1 ?  c4 {: t1 y, SI could see that he was nervous about his speech.
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$ }( x9 v% m: I+ h8 R8 `2 K' ISo, 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.

"Thanks," he said.

8 G/ @5 [7 k0 p( H7 h+ [As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
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* N& A: F0 d* L3 d& u& f1 w0 U"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
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2 d8 h+ H& A; R. J  FYour parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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I am here to tell all of you that being a
Friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.

I am going to tell you a story."
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# A8 y: z+ H5 S" nI just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.

0 F6 d6 m% j1 G: ]' i! KHe 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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4 j5 {) l2 A( R; \" T) ^He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.

2 N+ D0 W! E! J) S' W) g"Thankfully, I was saved.
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' K7 o# X4 J: i2 NMy friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
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, P3 H% I$ g% t4 E9 DNot until that moment did I realize it's depth.

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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For better or for worse.

: i8 d8 b8 R% M! ^God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
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Look for God in others.
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) E' @' H; j! h+ ^+ [) ^You now have two choices, you can:
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& Z2 D( Q/ w8 B  A+ A/ D1) Pass this on to your friends or
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2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

As you can see, I took choice number 1.
+ Y- y  v+ C& Z% N* n6 s"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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# U* t( |$ R' V) Z( h. UToday is a gift.

3 @+ f4 D; d: V6 O# Y% h3 t" ?; [It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
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# c3 d/ I8 J' J9 e0 d7 O2 sIf it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

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Yesterday is history.
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Tomorrow is mystery.
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Today is a gift.