Friday, July 07, 2006

A small story about friends ...

I'd like to share a very cool story that my cousin Julie sent me. The message is pretty clear.
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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.

"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.
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Anyway, I thought this was a very cool story. I always ask myself, "how can we make this world a better place"?. "How can I make this world a better place"?. Not easy answers. BUT, being nice is definitely a great place to start, and the world needs people like the narrator who reached out to help someone during their low points. And friends, near and far, are some of the greatest gifts one can have. Anyway, draw on good people.

14 comments:

St John Street said...

Tru sentiment excellent post!!!

Steve said...

I've read what others have said about you John, and it's always that you are a very giving and kind person, "The nicest person you'd ever want to meet."

I check your blog daily for inspiration, today I got lucky and received a double dose =]

Thanks for inspiration =]

animationGiant said...

Wow John! That was a truly inspirational story. To be candid with you, I really needed to read that post.

Thanks!

Bohrer said...

Nice SPEECH!
This history in the sample that the friends we have, it is as a family that we choose

Lux said...

TRUE WORD!
That's da bomb! More people on this planet need to start thinking and living that! Thank you for your post.

Leisl said...

Life is amazing sometimes ^_^

Gary Clair said...

John.. you already make the world a better place, just by being here!!

I'm a better person for knowing you!

Thanks buddy!

Armand Serrano said...

Great story, John. It's definitely much needed nowadays. (I can relate to this for I had a friend who took his life right after high school). Invest in people is what my mentor always tells me. Have a wonderful day and thanks for posting.

R.Dress said...

Great things can happen if we take the time to go beyond the surface.
Thanks John.

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Adrian Ropp said...

John, I have been on both sides of a very similar story. Posting it here reminded me how blessed I am to have such wonderful friends. In this industry, I believe true friends can make or break you. Thank you so much for the wonderful message.

Ken Chandler said...

Thanks for the inspiration John! Great story.

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