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5 s1 }$ G+ C" h; n1 w8 r8 y> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,- k4 V$ U) i+ o, h% s1 Q+ v; g
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
7 D, T# E$ E h0 D4 x, k> same choice?
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# _: {% k- u& ~/ D* z/ h> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
4 L7 u3 y3 g. F2 K> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be8 l' r% S( T) \ Q
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
. K: O& p7 T% a& T& ~; f5 j> staff, he offered a question:# }! D. p* y1 e; \! D, B$ F7 }
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. s) G' N, D+ {, R- Q> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
: B9 J! m+ f5 i) j) o> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other6 q# q1 A% j6 u6 u6 J
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the2 `, z/ _3 ~' }2 g& q: _8 _5 {
> natural order of things in my son?'
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, G5 H+ _6 h) N> The audience was stilled by the query.
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8 f! L" C( W( N( o. l7 p, S# Z1 H# n> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically" ]* `. x6 P0 R; V- J. i9 N2 @) n" |
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize5 ~9 [! i8 H/ x; e) P
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people$ n$ L- k+ d/ }/ B% E) |) I9 j
> treat that child.'& _( Z$ I) T0 u
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> Then he told the following story:8 m% N" S. e1 [* K r7 z
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! b6 B3 r& n% G. d5 _2 C5 [> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were0 ^( }1 T" c9 C
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's3 C2 v* c1 a8 [; M, P; n& L
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their! d3 w+ e8 q6 `, I9 p3 V& L
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,5 q6 m. M9 o8 i4 o5 L
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
, K4 G3 X' B* s- ]' k' k" @% L> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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2 {% w5 i3 \9 H' T) u! ^> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not9 M5 S2 M+ o V3 }2 n
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
$ ?' [) Z* u: Z> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
, p+ y- s; _5 V$ j; a% ~% W4 X2 |> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth' v* V+ ^4 _- G, B
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
3 q9 J* I6 I6 R' U> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in [; d+ J5 r5 e( x9 {
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
% V" S }" f; Y3 O' T> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still+ b) C5 _1 d! S8 l5 i7 K2 D) g3 i
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
, y$ C2 x" x5 L7 b, ] Z> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was! T7 n( P- U; Y$ X$ }" _, k- F
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from! E% N/ Q' ]) x% d9 T& d( T
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
& Q; Z- z% v$ w) u% d3 ^* {> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases1 c6 P$ g/ x, y: k3 x
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
. ]2 G" i8 k0 O> next at bat.4 X( j" U, c5 t% x
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, S( e5 \3 V+ X- |; X% P( U> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
{ b- U2 f" A( k3 X& p> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
+ K: F8 h3 I) H3 S* b! l1 u7 w> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,, F7 F: h. \/ L8 \( {2 J0 |
> much less connect with the ball.
2 n( n" v* u7 p> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
# `/ A y8 U6 Y( w/ f6 D6 I> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
+ J/ ~) ~( H+ v! {> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make) c) [# O( P* s! v9 G$ `
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The: A' ^1 E# a! [- y; q; L* c
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
; f( h+ a/ R6 i* o> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
3 q8 r/ @. l( P* Q5 X/ j( f' I4 ~> right back to the pitcher.' F, ^$ L% Y+ u: n+ V
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
# I8 u+ _& ^- o5 E' |1 Z> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
- u7 _; z. d5 e6 a. x> out and that would have been the end of the game.5 V5 p9 S! e" c" }3 x$ W4 I
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7 o8 p& _6 }* M! S# N/ z> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
' r6 z% g, p5 U" w" B$ j8 W> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
# S# w' t5 R; l> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever( W+ J) q- {- Q8 q
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
1 y- M0 y5 Y2 k, b- ?> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
1 \+ n' B( q' i> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had. g0 m5 g% [6 m
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
: h. H# |2 ]/ L1 ?> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the, W2 A4 S0 g, W
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
" |+ Z L: Q5 ~; Y% X' {0 X# D/ e> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
H; Q- |$ Y( A2 z- L( E q# a' g> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him6 x1 H# M( H5 @8 P
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by6 K; o- K6 u+ w, k' L6 O
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!8 h2 X7 C4 S- [ _" B* i1 N
> Shay, run to third!'$ H, q" M2 r/ S
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on6 W9 T# D" z7 r: w1 N
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
9 L$ i/ ^, E' j4 s$ a2 }' u> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
% }% F4 P: M X7 j> game for his team.
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4 e# V: e& e: G4 a> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
. I- k2 K, p0 @> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity: C( O, v$ N( S# X% e9 P
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never" l" Y' W) G% Y& F# n0 g
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
- w$ M0 n3 ~4 L. W> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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2 A1 ~' U! y9 j o. o> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
% W/ F5 U3 g) }% f! Z> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending, q& j, ?/ N; X2 _
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
5 L" u/ Y' ]$ I> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
. O j) A2 ?8 f' B> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.( L- {8 f' t# i; q# W
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're+ o) ~9 `" c: X9 M
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
$ t8 _0 V4 L5 E9 O' Z! {; r- G0 ~> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
- p% I- Y/ i! Q' W1 }. d+ J- V. Y2 ?> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
- ~0 n9 \* K4 ~. L2 y> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
8 O6 u* x, _ u& s0 p7 U! C> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
; @- z1 c+ J! o0 F> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
U6 p5 @/ K, T# L# s> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
4 V' \0 E. [6 N> bit colder in the process?* N k X9 H; E! u
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
2 z3 o' Z! F9 f2 y) M( R1 j> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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% _. r8 K7 s/ G> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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