Today Lara, an italian girl who lives in USA for this year, send my this... I want to show this to everyone... I cried ^^"""
> > >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, 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 its 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.
> > >
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_posted on Tuesday, June 24, 2003 by Nurny
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