"For
You I Will"
The Power Of Friendship
~Author Unknown~
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 his books. He turned out
to be a pretty cool kid. I asked
him if he wanted to play football
on Saturday with me and my
friends. He said yes. We hung 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, "Damn 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, 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 me
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.
~Author Unknown~
"Friends are angels who lift us to
our feet when our wings have
trouble remembering how to fly."
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