Never underestimate the power of your actions.....:)

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 book on 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 put of his arms and tripping him so he landed at the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet of 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 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 help 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 private school kid before. We talked all the day way home, and carried his books. He turned out to be 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, “boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” he just laugh and handed ,e 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 decide on Georgetown, and I going to Duke. I knew that we always be friends, that the miles could 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 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 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 wo helped you make it through those tough years your parents, your teaches, your siblings, maybe 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….

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Keep smilin’…;)