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One day, when I was a freshman in high
school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home
from school.
His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his
books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring
home all his books on a Friday?
He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a
football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my
shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids
running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out
of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His 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
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.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those
guys are jerks.
They really should get lives.
" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real
gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked
him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I
asked him why I had never seen him before.
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.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little
football with my friends
He said yes.
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.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with
the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna
really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
" He just laughed and handed me half the
books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became
best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think
about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that
the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going
for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a
nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up
there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found
himself during high school.
He filled out and actually looked good in
glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the
girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his
speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said,
"Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the
really grateful one) and smiled.
"Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his
throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who
helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings,
maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as
he told the story of the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the
weekend.
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.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little
smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My 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.
Not until that moment did I realize it's
depth.
Never underestimate the power of your
actions.
With one small gesture you can change a
person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to
impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Repost this
or
2) Disregard it and act like it didn't touch
your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
"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.
Tomorrow is mystery.
Today is a gift.
WOW
school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home
from school.
His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his
books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring
home all his books on a Friday?
He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a
football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my
shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids
running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out
of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His 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
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.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those
guys are jerks.
They really should get lives.
" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real
gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked
him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I
asked him why I had never seen him before.
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.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little
football with my friends
He said yes.
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.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with
the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna
really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
" He just laughed and handed me half the
books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became
best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think
about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that
the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going
for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a
nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up
there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found
himself during high school.
He filled out and actually looked good in
glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the
girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his
speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said,
"Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the
really grateful one) and smiled.
"Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his
throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who
helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings,
maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
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."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as
he told the story of the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the
weekend.
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.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little
smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My 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.
Not until that moment did I realize it's
depth.
Never underestimate the power of your
actions.
With one small gesture you can change a
person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to
impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Repost this
or
2) Disregard it and act like it didn't touch
your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
"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.
Tomorrow is mystery.
Today is a gift.
WOW