This has been translated so bear with me if there are some poorly translated stuff here and there:
One day in 7th grade. I saw a boy from my class walking home from School, his name was Morten.
It looked like he was carrying all his books.
I thought, why is he bringing all his books home on a Friday, he must really be a bookworm.
My weekend was planned (Party that evening, and football with the friends the next day). I shrugged and continued walking.
When I walked off, I saw a bunch of kids pushed him so he fell and all his books fell to the ground.
His glasses went flying and I saw they landed in the grass 3-4 yards from him.
He looked up and I saw this incredible sadness in his eyes.
I felt sorry for him so I went over to where he was crawling on the ground looking for his glasses and I saw he had tears in his eyes.
I handed him his glasses and said "Those stupid kids should get a life".
He looked at me and said "Hey, thanks!".
His face was now one big smile.
It was one of those smiles that really showed greatfulness.
I helped him collect his books and asked where he lived.
It appeared that he lived quite close to me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He explained that he had been at a private school before.
We talked all the way home and I helped him carry his books.
I found out he was a really nice guy.
I asked him if he wanted to come and play football with my friends and I tomorrow and he said yes.
We hung out together the whole weekend, and the more I get to know him, the better I liked him, and my friends thought the same, they really liked him too.
Monday morning came, and so did Morten with all his books, I stopped him and said to him "Man you must be getting some big muscles from carrying all those books every day".
He laughed and gave me half of the books.
Through the next 3 years Morten and I became best friends, we were now in 9th grade.
We talked about what we wanted to do after the summer, he wanted to be a doctor and I wanted to be salesman.
We also talked about the distance between us after the summer and agreed it would not be a problem, we would always be best friends.
Morten was chosen to do the graduation speech.
I teased him with him being a geek when I found out.
I was happy it wasn't me doing that speech.
Graduation day - I saw Morten
He looked really happy
He had grown the last 3 years and was a really good looking guy.
I could see he was nervous about the speech.
I padded his should and said "Hey buddy, you will do great".
He looked at me with that look in his eyes again (the really greatful one) and smiled
"Thanks!" he said.
It was time, he coughed and started.
"Graduation is the end and the beginning, a day where you thank all that helped you through the tough years of school".
"Your teached, your parents, your siblings, maybe a coach and most of all your friends.
"I am here to tell you that being a friend is the best gift you can give them".
"I want to tell you a story".
I looked at my friend in disbelief while he told the story about the first day we met.
He had planned to commit suicide that weekend.
He described how he had emtied his locker at school so his mom would not have to do it later, and that he carried all his books home.
He stared deep into my eyes and smiled.
Luckily I was saved he said.
My friend saved me from doing the mentionable.
I heard the gasp go through the crowd when this handsome popular young mand told everyone about his weakest moment.
I saw his mom and dad looking at me and they smiled thankfully at me.
Not before this moment I understood the depth of this.
Never underestimate your actions.
With just the tiniest gesture you can change a persons life for better or for worse.
We are all put on this earth to put our touch on eachother one way or another.
Look after the good in others.
You have 2 options, you can:
1) Tell this story to the people you know
2) Forget it and pretend it didn't touch you
As you can see, I choose the first option.
"Friends are like angels, they help us up when our wings have forgotten how they can fly".
There is no beginning and no end.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is a gift.
Show the ones you know, that they got your friendsshiip.
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I hope my poor translation didn't suck too much and you get the point of this story
Jesper
One day in 7th grade. I saw a boy from my class walking home from School, his name was Morten.
It looked like he was carrying all his books.
I thought, why is he bringing all his books home on a Friday, he must really be a bookworm.
My weekend was planned (Party that evening, and football with the friends the next day). I shrugged and continued walking.
When I walked off, I saw a bunch of kids pushed him so he fell and all his books fell to the ground.
His glasses went flying and I saw they landed in the grass 3-4 yards from him.
He looked up and I saw this incredible sadness in his eyes.
I felt sorry for him so I went over to where he was crawling on the ground looking for his glasses and I saw he had tears in his eyes.
I handed him his glasses and said "Those stupid kids should get a life".
He looked at me and said "Hey, thanks!".
His face was now one big smile.
It was one of those smiles that really showed greatfulness.
I helped him collect his books and asked where he lived.
It appeared that he lived quite close to me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He explained that he had been at a private school before.
We talked all the way home and I helped him carry his books.
I found out he was a really nice guy.
I asked him if he wanted to come and play football with my friends and I tomorrow and he said yes.
We hung out together the whole weekend, and the more I get to know him, the better I liked him, and my friends thought the same, they really liked him too.
Monday morning came, and so did Morten with all his books, I stopped him and said to him "Man you must be getting some big muscles from carrying all those books every day".
He laughed and gave me half of the books.
Through the next 3 years Morten and I became best friends, we were now in 9th grade.
We talked about what we wanted to do after the summer, he wanted to be a doctor and I wanted to be salesman.
We also talked about the distance between us after the summer and agreed it would not be a problem, we would always be best friends.
Morten was chosen to do the graduation speech.
I teased him with him being a geek when I found out.
I was happy it wasn't me doing that speech.
Graduation day - I saw Morten
He looked really happy
He had grown the last 3 years and was a really good looking guy.
I could see he was nervous about the speech.
I padded his should and said "Hey buddy, you will do great".
He looked at me with that look in his eyes again (the really greatful one) and smiled
"Thanks!" he said.
It was time, he coughed and started.
"Graduation is the end and the beginning, a day where you thank all that helped you through the tough years of school".
"Your teached, your parents, your siblings, maybe a coach and most of all your friends.
"I am here to tell you that being a friend is the best gift you can give them".
"I want to tell you a story".
I looked at my friend in disbelief while he told the story about the first day we met.
He had planned to commit suicide that weekend.
He described how he had emtied his locker at school so his mom would not have to do it later, and that he carried all his books home.
He stared deep into my eyes and smiled.
Luckily I was saved he said.
My friend saved me from doing the mentionable.
I heard the gasp go through the crowd when this handsome popular young mand told everyone about his weakest moment.
I saw his mom and dad looking at me and they smiled thankfully at me.
Not before this moment I understood the depth of this.
Never underestimate your actions.
With just the tiniest gesture you can change a persons life for better or for worse.
We are all put on this earth to put our touch on eachother one way or another.
Look after the good in others.
You have 2 options, you can:
1) Tell this story to the people you know
2) Forget it and pretend it didn't touch you
As you can see, I choose the first option.
"Friends are like angels, they help us up when our wings have forgotten how they can fly".
There is no beginning and no end.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is a gift.
Show the ones you know, that they got your friendsshiip.
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I hope my poor translation didn't suck too much and you get the point of this story
Jesper
