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OPMay 30, 2008

Can anyon help?

hi Pentti

sorry i didnt reply last night my bloody comp crashed

yes i would be intersted in the names done with a Celtic Design. I have tken look at my tottoo's letters and he dosen't have ny Celtic ones.

many thanks to you

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OPMay 29, 2008

Can anyon help?

yes it does help many thanks to you

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OPMay 29, 2008

Can anyon help?

i'm sorry to that not many ppl speak it fluently it's a beautyful launguage.

i would like both so the man who is doing it can see which would be better if poss.

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OPMay 29, 2008

Can anyon help?

Hi all

I am looking into getting the names of my kids tattooed on my back in galic i have tried to google but cant seem to find my way around

can anyone please help me?

the names are:
Dale, Kiri, Tori, Josh & Kian.

any help you can give me would be great

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OPMay 5, 2008

ONE DAY

I FOUND THIS ON THE IRISH FORUMS. IT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYES

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OPMay 5, 2008

ONE DAY

One day

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 be a nerd.

I had quite a weekend planned parties and a football, so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids

They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and

tripping him into the dirt.

His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass

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. '

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

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 gonnareally 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

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.

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 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.

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.

With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

So all on CS big smile chin and let's get on with life things not so bad

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OPJul 31, 2008