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http://web.wenxuecity.com/BBSView.php?SubID=znjy&MsgID=119678One 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 l! ived nea r 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.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
"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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某天遇一仍以爲我在讀中學的大叔，得知我已經升了大學，問曰：讀什麽專業啊？吾答之曰：歷史。某大叔大驚，道：現在還有歷史系？——同志，你真是無產階級專政的優良典範。
又跳樓了，讀過新聞的都知道不是我。華農那地方今年風水不太好的樣子。某不厚道曰：空前绝后，旷古绝今的跳楼风潮啊。。。。 這位同志你的思想覺悟哪去了？虧你還是馬研班的。
星期一心血來潮下了連連看開始玩，結果不知不覺閒整個宿舍（除了某個不合群的KYJ外）都在打遊戲——當然選擇是多樣的，不過連連看大家都有玩。基於已經修練到雙子座，我不玩了。
今天由於山窮水盡，於是打算乘bus回家，結果出校門的時候忘記了，走向了subway的鷺江站，不意遇上三元裏方向（也就是我要乘的方向）地鐵故障，等待二十分鈡后，車車開了兩個站就宣告投降，於是只好下來，乘反方向的車車回到中大站，再從D口出來，步行到45路車總站，等待十數分鐘，終于坐上回家的bus，深切感動中。
最近迷戀餃子和酸奶和雪糕。餃子自然是自家包的好，酸奶我仍然執著達能和光明還有卡士、不過最近對大部分有果粒的都挺甲意，雪糕方面的新寵是綠舌頭、貌似是和路雪出的。
