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1 o9 h# O" x; j' s* @9 b4 v8 m" q$ a> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line," x0 ?: `1 m* m( F3 W7 h
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the% t5 c! u4 h) ?+ q# o' F
> same choice?
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9 ]3 R6 N9 Y9 v2 I> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,1 W8 ]& o8 D+ N
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 l! g, T% p) j! `: r& F
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
4 s2 E- A6 o9 `- l1 V% B2 l> staff, he offered a question:8 i; r$ q: B( b& {
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# u0 ~; ~9 [0 x! z> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
4 H w. F/ A% a7 ^ j9 a> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other- g% s# }( m5 _' N- P9 o
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the+ Q7 y, Y# ~/ _5 U* c
> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.. g, g9 P0 C2 |7 ^3 [
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically5 b' c1 t T! Q' K" ~( n. y
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize6 m+ M5 u; Y+ S5 ]' ~2 Z" C
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people* B' c( z- ~# Q6 U! A/ M( l
> treat that child.' }4 M1 F1 S* Z/ T$ _3 v, C3 R' ?
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> Then he told the following story:
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5 G# C- I% D$ M( m( {> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were7 V, M( W+ O) R% C
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
! r1 ~& j/ G" O. f7 Q8 [/ L+ c> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their6 C& W# @$ \1 Z8 |
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,/ ~! h$ O6 ]8 @* N' U' D- q
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be2 L, n- d# i3 l8 q
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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w$ J/ J# ~; F$ K- |$ B6 v> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
9 b: d+ z* c9 ~. X> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and9 i+ T t2 N2 `# E* q0 J3 r
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
& Z5 O' O7 u6 q2 j( y& C G! Q> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth7 M B. q& I) f5 A ]# _; x0 J- Q
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
0 t j8 |! Z& D3 i: |4 H) z> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
) {1 T. {5 S8 K+ @2 \> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the) S- _/ V `# c0 K( S% L h
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still+ P `! \3 d6 U1 |$ Y
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
: \7 a, Z: c, R9 K. d7 D: E> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
8 N6 S$ O. G# P$ f! Z> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from- W- ` z8 l, o5 |( w6 P/ z( Z
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
% v$ i9 M4 ]7 l* Y1 Z' ]> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
1 F+ R2 c; }+ y2 M> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be* P0 `# [/ S8 @2 b7 l3 @3 [
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4 d9 l1 Z( ]1 Y! ]% I* A$ g> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the4 J/ J' }# X" o% {2 P0 e
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all+ j, b1 m0 H# |- W3 r6 d
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,# D7 l% u) P$ t1 v v& E7 l
> much less connect with the ball./ L" K. @! W* H8 X
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
3 g" j! U- o; a0 \) k/ R> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved% Q* z9 l. g( w( `
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
/ f4 ]0 ]; m0 R" E1 N. r0 f; u- A> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
8 f6 F& Q2 H1 y1 P$ y+ y3 M> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.) P9 m3 Z( w* }% l
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
7 e. |) y: k+ ]9 N0 h, R> right back to the pitcher.
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1 x- ?7 }2 V: \& P8 G! b; k) s> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and- |9 m' b0 Q' P& c& H
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
! {' j2 a$ W; \> out and that would have been the end of the game.' |' w: o0 ]7 }& B9 w
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
L5 I1 [4 z7 k; q) O) ^> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
: l/ I/ H1 e2 J( Z; U> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
6 Y. W) J% C5 H, A7 j> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,( O% _. B' A" i$ `' O4 ?
> wide-eyed and startled.3 T6 q! E; F, E4 j1 L
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay$ y6 b/ c) f% ?
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the1 t2 e; c6 ~' R/ i! U
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had0 T# W0 K1 k) g9 z. n; U. [( Q) ]
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to6 _( T2 k% J* e. ~/ o
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
& }$ z. \! O9 V# x# g. D> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,* c1 ]7 `# Y( m4 x/ _1 R) b. _
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's Z/ C+ {8 h7 [0 U" `, K" y- @
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him1 r2 _' W. Z. P2 F# _
> circled the bases toward home.0 j0 s U' ]! k/ R" v3 ~
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay') _9 Z& t d% h. Y0 _0 j9 C% I
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
, O' q8 c; d/ q6 D> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
& f3 k* x9 c! g, G: u> Shay, run to third!'
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R) W5 L0 m. t @& j' I> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
2 n5 W7 E1 s1 d! W6 b> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
' y8 L9 c( X9 I1 s> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the) C: ^- A+ G- v: t2 y; q
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& @& g9 X1 N% K3 D& x7 c> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,6 |+ U' O+ j2 @5 u# Q* F
> '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 never
9 W. K* Q2 v' I; ~ v4 U7 u> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and; U; C, y c8 T% D- f& Q/ O+ t
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!9 c. P5 c3 T3 Z/ n" t: k$ z
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; Q) X1 | T0 W4 g3 I& ?) ]> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes5 s) z8 H, W: Q) K
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
+ S9 g2 T7 c( ^0 t, D6 u9 s> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often: S8 Q$ x5 t& `/ x
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
# h5 W- X0 h6 U' w2 F* L( g> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're" g! a1 q6 C" F) O5 j4 w% p0 ~
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the" n8 B+ v9 q) {( G w: m
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who y5 @ A3 R4 f, N0 H$ d
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
' t; ~. n3 x$ x> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
" k3 V( k9 p- p6 Z1 \3 G> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
. Y4 O- G" z' E$ C> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
/ ]) ^& }0 Z4 H$ C! m4 H3 j> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little! p+ O; S' B1 ^2 \3 m1 {
> bit colder in the process?( S6 B" D: Q2 Q
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. j. a" u u' ?9 x. ]' s> A wise man once said every society is judged by
: G j; \# w3 @# \% L> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.* U2 R% a. V1 I% d9 T# q1 B
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> You now have two choices:
! h0 D3 q- S0 ~# }* u% d> 1. Delete. l6 ~9 e& j, w) [3 a/ ~" | @
> 2. Forward6 o/ m( K5 w5 P6 B8 _7 v
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8 J& k5 ^ v' H% ]$ D3 r& @> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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