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  • From: Nimer <nimerjaber1@xxxxxxxxx>
  • To: blind_html@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Fri, 06 Mar 2009 12:36:35 -0700

I like this email, but the bit about sending it to ten people just turs me off with this.

Nimer J

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Subject:        [btt] Fw: Anxious to see how you handle this email
Date:   Fri, 6 Mar 2009 14:29:59 -0500
From:   Jeffrey Shockley, School Laptop Edition <jawswizard@xxxxxxxxx>
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Enjoy. My mom sent this to me.

Jeffrey Shockley
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*From:* Sherry Jones <mailto:luv2ride@xxxxxxxxx>
*To:* acrumb@xxxxxxxxx <mailto:acrumb@xxxxxxxxx> ; jawswizard@xxxxxxxxx <mailto:jawswizard@xxxxxxxxx> ; Diane McMillan <mailto:hadnotfarm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
*Sent:* Friday, March 06, 2009 1:11 PM
*Subject:* Fw: Anxious to see how you handle this email

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           Let's see if you send it back. We all know or knew someone
           like this!!
           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
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes . My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him 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 and 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
           about 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
           God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another
           in some way..
           Look for God in others.
           You now have two choices, you can :
           1) Pass this on to your friends or
           2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
           As you can see, I took choice number 1.
           '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 a mystery.
           Today is a gift.
           Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone
           you consider a FRIEND.  If it comes back to you, then you'll
           know you have a circle of friends.

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