John W. Schlatter Life's TrueStory by Sumita 2013/02/10 14:54
Share by frienz story....Mark was walking home
from school one day when he
noticed the boy ahead of him
had tripped and dropped all
of the books he was
carrying, along with two
sweaters, a baseball bat, a
glove and a small tape
recorder. Mark knelt down
and helped the boy pick up
the scattered articles. Since
they were going the same
way, he helped to carry part
of the burden. As they
walked Mark discovered the
boys name was Bill, that he
loved video games, baseball
and history, and that he was
having lots of trouble with
his other subjects and that he
had just broken up with his
girlfriend. They arrived at
Bills home first and Mark
was invited in for a Coke and
to watch some television.
The afternoon passed
pleasantly with a few laughs
and some shared small talk,
then Mark went home. They
continued to see each other
around school, had lunch
together once or twice, then
both graduated from junior
high school. They ended up in
the same high school where
they had brief contacts over
the years. Finally the long
awaited senior year came
and three weeks before
graduation, Bill asked Mark if
they could talk.
Bill reminded him of the day
years ago when they had
first met. Did you ever
wonder why I was carrying
so many things home that
day? asked Bill. You see, I
cleaned out my locker
because I didnt want to
leave a mess for anyone else.
I had stored away some of
my mothers sleeping pills and
I was going home to commit
suicide. But after we spent
some time together talking
and laughing, I realized that if
I had killed myself, I would
have missed that time and so
many others that might
follow. So you see, Mark,
when you picked up those
books that day, you did a lot
more, you saved my life.
-John W. Schlatter (true
story)
Share by frienz story....Mark was walking home
from school one day when he
noticed the boy ahead of him
had tripped and dropped all
of the books he was
carrying, along with two
sweaters, a baseball bat, a
glove and a small tape
recorder. Mark knelt down
and helped the boy pick up
the scattered articles. Since
they were going the same
way, he helped to carry part
of the burden. As they
walked Mark discovered the
boys name was Bill, that he
loved video games, baseball
and history, and that he was
having lots of trouble with
his other subjects and that he
had just broken up with his
girlfriend. They arrived at
Bills home first and Mark
was invited in for a Coke and
to watch some television.
The afternoon passed
pleasantly with a few laughs
and some shared small talk,
then Mark went home. They
continued to see each other
around school, had lunch
together once or twice, then
both graduated from junior
high school. They ended up in
the same high school where
they had brief contacts over
the years. Finally the long
awaited senior year came
and three weeks before
graduation, Bill asked Mark if
they could talk.
Bill reminded him of the day
years ago when they had
first met. Did you ever
wonder why I was carrying
so many things home that
day? asked Bill. You see, I
cleaned out my locker
because I didnt want to
leave a mess for anyone else.
I had stored away some of
my mothers sleeping pills and
I was going home to commit
suicide. But after we spent
some time together talking
and laughing, I realized that if
I had killed myself, I would
have missed that time and so
many others that might
follow. So you see, Mark,
when you picked up those
books that day, you did a lot
more, you saved my life.
-John W. Schlatter (true
story)
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