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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
" I6 k( `4 i P$ y% J> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
6 U- h0 P/ @/ X> same choice?
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( V2 s3 e" h) U' Y- B/ H' A> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,( }( ~( }- F# w1 _3 l* v9 G/ J
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
/ E2 L/ p& u0 o& G$ F2 ]> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated0 a2 _3 P9 O+ K
> staff, he offered a question:
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: Z5 {7 B) A/ h+ _+ ?* O* N> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
; U5 o; u2 U5 @+ m! v> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other3 }4 V$ D& y' l0 s- ]9 T
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the( @% l! Y9 [, K- [$ Y, G
> natural order of things in my son?' y" ~" ]8 ~1 G5 I4 L; k
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* p0 f9 g" U. I> The audience was stilled by the query.
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; E+ q4 {; ~( q5 R> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically, z6 Z4 l% B; f5 @1 b; t
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
6 Q, w3 ]. x) @. {- b> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
1 c: C% W! i) X3 z D> treat that child.'# a) w1 Y( U7 Y( r& m, l
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> Then he told the following story:" n$ C) ]+ O+ {( f& o$ [
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were$ x' ]6 U0 T* F5 ~
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's, j/ x. a9 T- I+ b2 _! S
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their) N, x2 M% l, V$ a! R2 c) h
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,/ I# R+ X ~% Z/ I* S+ ~
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
+ c4 T- N. J3 x) c% f2 ^$ j$ l8 e> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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& [' V5 V9 H# ~! n> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not6 G m( c' u6 [( C+ a1 J. R
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
& m% z3 \( L. n' X: [> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
6 u3 m0 Z/ x: N1 x8 F0 ]> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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Y) _1 u' i. n* c1 `> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
# Y" o( `' d! u/ {> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
& b! _( P/ F1 ~! U> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
' E' A" S3 L9 D> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still2 z" l: R/ ~; i' W: H" U
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and! h; m, o$ g9 P; f* ]
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
$ j; T; e) [. i0 q. x q4 a> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
! ^; x4 v: d& k> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the; d9 M( t% E2 Y3 u
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases- ^; H; \' s/ y+ C
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the e+ o3 Z+ e1 E
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
; w$ F! C% v0 `: D, T: V, }; g7 s> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
# l( ^ x A- P: _" p& A. {; d> much less connect with the ball.
) M- q& I- T3 @! ]! \+ |6 t/ ?. {> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
/ p% ]5 q2 x1 k, }> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
6 X0 p/ ~, P; J% I( c5 n> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
% |! `( E% L- ?1 v% [0 k6 s2 D> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The1 V9 u. u; |5 u7 o% w) [7 J, N
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
, @+ {3 N6 m3 I! B! y+ N> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
! S0 c* \4 n- f% ]+ s1 U> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and8 D$ J! x, d4 W& Y0 y* Y1 _4 _
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been7 I+ X: s' E8 {( E) E5 A# S
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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5 p+ B9 R$ g6 [2 R> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out" ^9 F5 o8 E; W5 y+ h& q
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started* z1 W" J. _. L
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever$ z" k, ]6 [: I7 E' v2 H L
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,) r! p Y7 A; v# u: S4 X! m
> wide-eyed and startled.
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+ t1 O+ `# i8 I9 I) a1 H+ S, V> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay2 X6 X' ?! Q6 \7 g. w& m
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
6 O0 l' i% k: [! o4 p7 _> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
8 n [- v. R+ s/ I$ ]6 J> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
: C Z5 J: ~* h; C5 e6 ?> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
5 S) I5 B" o. q1 Q# m0 Y0 Y" b$ Q> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
) u: C, t+ l6 h6 X> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
( B" P; A6 q3 ^> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him2 B2 g2 R- |- Q( S _$ m% F6 ^
> circled the bases toward home., Q5 ]# y0 @0 ^
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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 by1 j- ]' m+ x) D2 t6 l G+ |
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! k* p! U3 N' t+ U8 K- p' g( l+ ]' X4 a
> Shay, run to third!'
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% U4 A8 a, g2 x> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on7 v8 C* R+ t+ o' h" |
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
' Z+ Y" A# f/ P r> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
* [ C- \; T1 `9 t* r% w0 O6 C& m> game for his team.! f8 r0 w3 p# ~* T2 P7 J7 }
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,7 u. ?0 d# q" p
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never1 e) m7 ^2 S1 l: k) A
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and3 t* {; s0 O) y0 A+ D6 O7 d
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!, f4 v) Y7 {+ ~: C/ h( B
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' ^0 b% t7 Y5 o+ t8 X> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes4 v4 _) I4 D8 {$ ^$ L2 P
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending" ?2 v" X; J- ]6 X3 H: S% }5 V
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 J/ u! L2 n! x8 U
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
- j0 }+ X( X# l5 i; ?> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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/ F& G' X% h6 @' U' y. w5 J/ b& w$ E> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
# f9 [& M' J3 p9 w8 [" ?% s8 `+ F> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the* \8 y6 S2 y* H/ r& E* p& W6 d
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who2 l3 M! Q9 P8 O
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
' E& k) N2 q7 |1 M6 |. W% G> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
+ U5 e7 Z- R/ }2 H% G> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people" Z B, B7 K# n$ T' J& X# _
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and) T; h9 l% i$ I. n
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
/ x4 x# s* [+ e" p& P> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
# J! W9 E& l/ j p E4 Z> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.4 j7 C) v/ |1 ~7 h
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! E8 G3 z: F; z0 Y- W> You now have two choices:: Q( w; g! \7 N9 ?
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> 2. Forward
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- y$ {+ { J; |5 x9 B8 X7 N; q> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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