per eros e natasha.....e axel

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axel dato che tu sei amerikano. traducilo tu x il nostro caro eros.
tanto per restare in tema.....

>> > > >> > > >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 him.
>> > > >> > > >
>> > > >> > > >He looked up and I saw 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, 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,
>> > > >> > > >a smile 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 his
>> > > >> > books. H turned out
>> > > >> > > >to be a 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 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
>> > > >> > > >rough 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 all
>> > > >> > 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.
>> > > >> > > >You now have two choices, you can:
>> > > >> > > >1) Pass this on to your friends
>> > > >> > > >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."
>> > > >> > > >
>> > > >> > > >It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends
>> > > >> > how much
>> > > >> > > >you care.
>> > > >> > > >
>> > > >> > > >Eleanor Roosevelt wrote: Many people will walk in
>> > > >> > and out of
>> > > >> > > >your life, but only true friends will leave
>> > > >> > footprints in your heart.
>> > > >> > > >
>> > > >> > > >To handle yourself, use your head; to handle
>> > > >> > others, use your heart.
>> > > >> > > >Anger is only one letter short of danger. If
>> > > >> > someone betrays you
>> > > >> > > >once, it is his fault; if he betrays you twice,
>> > > >> > it is your fault.
>> > > >> > > >
>> > > >> > > >Great minds discuss ideas.
>> > > >> > > >Average minds discuss events.

[Meshmellow]

Bella questa short-story, Max.
Mi ricorda un po' Salinger....