In kindergarten
your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In first
grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked
through the scary halls.
In second grade
your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third
grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade
your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing parteners in gym so you wouldn't have to
be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick orSmelly Susan.
In fifth
grade your idea of a great frined was the person who saved a seat an the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your
idea of a good friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that
if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassd.
In seventh
grade your idea of a good friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before
that you had.
In eighth grade
your idea of a great friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball, but didn't laugh
at you when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth
grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up
being the only freshman there.
In thenth grade
your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh
grade your idea of a gret person who gave you rides in their new car, convince your parents you shouldn't be grounded,
consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found you a date to the prom/formal for you.
In twelfth grade
your ides os a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, helped you deal with your parents
who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...
At graduation
your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they
cngradulated you.
The summer after twelth grade
your idea of a great friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the
house when you couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or Susan were back together,
you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for college/university and just silently hugged you as you looked through
blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out
of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college, as well as, you had these past 18 years, and most
importantly sent you off to college/university knowing you were loved.
Now,
your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of two choices, holds your hand when you're scared,
helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of
what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold onto it a little longer, stays
with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps
you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly
loves you!
