The Power of a Friend

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 his 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 its depth.

- Source Unknown

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Some people make Things happen, Some watch Things happen, While others wonder what has happened.............

Well, I am surprised nobody on this forum ever had a "True friend" in their Life !!

I don't believe it ! Let's Share it.


Tuk Tuk

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Some people make Things happen, Some watch Things happen, While others wonder what has happened.............

Friendship is not something that requires a post.
Since you insisted this one is for you:

"Friendship: a building contract you sign with laughter and break with tears."


"Friends are God's way of taking care of us."

"It's the friends you can call up at 4am that matter."

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