مبتعث مستجد Freshman Member
Will , ذكر. مبتعث مستجد Freshman Member. من السعودية
, مبتعث فى أيرلندا
, تخصصى علمي
, بجامعة جاري البحث
- جاري البحث, جاري البحث
- Oct 2011
October 23rd, 2011, 01:28 AM
October 23rd, 2011, 01:28 AM قصة رووووووووووعة
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 Kyl e.
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 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 boo ks, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked h im 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 sto pp ed 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 foun d himself during high sc hool.< BR>
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 loo ked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
" Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his thr oat, 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 y ou 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.
wonderful story ,
this is the real meaning for patience ,
thank you again for your choice
doctooor-Rabea 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 01:36 AM
i loved it
it's great .. and yea.. you dun know how one simple action can change a life .. maybe yours
rawaa felemban 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 01:38 AM
Wow, dude that story was amazing
And a good reading practice to
It means a lot to me
I own you big time
keep moving forward
Trigger 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 01:55 AM
Great story and a wonderful opportunity to practice reading
Dr.Mbt3th 2011 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 01:59 AM
صحيح لقيت صعووووووووووبه ... بس فهمتها
كل شخص منا ممكن بكلمه وحده او فعل واحد ما يهتم فيه يغير حياة شخص للأفضل
هدوء الروح 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 02:00 AM
مافهمت من القصه كلها الا كلمة
لكن بوعدك بحيل الله إن اتقنت الانجليزيه
خليل الخالدي 7 "
October 23rd, 2011, 02:16 AM