Friends
Yesterday was great, but it rained. Wait, that didn't stop me from having fun. I got stuff, and took pictures, and almost threw up in a resturant. Wonderful times.
In Kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the
person who let you have the red crayon when all that
was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who counted the slowest for you when it was
your turn at the Water fountain.
In second grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot
yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who was willing to switch square dancing
partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck
do-si-doing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for
you.
In sixth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush,
and asked them to dance with you, so that is they said
"no" you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who let you copy the Social Studies homework
from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and
old baseball stuff, but didn't laugh when you finished
and burst into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so
you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who changed their schedule so you would still
have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced
your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, counseled
you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found
you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pick out a college/university,
assured you that you would get in, and helped you deal
with your parents who where having a hard time
adjusting to letting you go.
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the
person who was crying on the inside, but managed the
biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you
on all you had achieved.
The summer after graduation your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you clean up the bottles
from that party, helped you sneak out of the house
when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured
you that now you and Nick or Susan were back together
you could make it through anything. Helped you pack up
for college and just silently hugged you as you looked
through misty eyes back at 18 years of memories you
where going to leave behind. Finally, on those last
days of childhood, went out of their way to give you
reassurance that you would make it in college as well
as you had the past 18 years, and most importantly,
sent you off knowing you were loved.
Now your idea of a good friend is still the person who
gives you the better of the two choices, holds your
hand when you’re scared, helps you fight off those who
try to bring you down, thinks of you at times when you
are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten,
helps you put the past behind you but understand when
you need to hold onto it for just a bit longer, stays
with you so that you have confidence, goes out of
their way to make time for you, helps you clear up
your mistakes, and most of all, lets you know that you
will always be loved.
A friend is not the one that will kill for you, but
the one that will die for you
Friendship isn't about whom you have known the
longest... It's about who came, and never left your
side...
In Kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the
person who let you have the red crayon when all that
was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who counted the slowest for you when it was
your turn at the Water fountain.
In second grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot
yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who was willing to switch square dancing
partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck
do-si-doing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for
you.
In sixth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush,
and asked them to dance with you, so that is they said
"no" you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who let you copy the Social Studies homework
from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and
old baseball stuff, but didn't laugh when you finished
and burst into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so
you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who changed their schedule so you would still
have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced
your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, counseled
you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found
you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pick out a college/university,
assured you that you would get in, and helped you deal
with your parents who where having a hard time
adjusting to letting you go.
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the
person who was crying on the inside, but managed the
biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you
on all you had achieved.
The summer after graduation your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you clean up the bottles
from that party, helped you sneak out of the house
when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured
you that now you and Nick or Susan were back together
you could make it through anything. Helped you pack up
for college and just silently hugged you as you looked
through misty eyes back at 18 years of memories you
where going to leave behind. Finally, on those last
days of childhood, went out of their way to give you
reassurance that you would make it in college as well
as you had the past 18 years, and most importantly,
sent you off knowing you were loved.
Now your idea of a good friend is still the person who
gives you the better of the two choices, holds your
hand when you’re scared, helps you fight off those who
try to bring you down, thinks of you at times when you
are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten,
helps you put the past behind you but understand when
you need to hold onto it for just a bit longer, stays
with you so that you have confidence, goes out of
their way to make time for you, helps you clear up
your mistakes, and most of all, lets you know that you
will always be loved.
A friend is not the one that will kill for you, but
the one that will die for you
Friendship isn't about whom you have known the
longest... It's about who came, and never left your
side...