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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
- ]& b0 s ^+ ]2 V- r$ O> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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* C( C0 x* `, c, Z> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
* S7 p1 P7 G. x& i2 ]- ~> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
! `' d* Q- O2 p2 _. S4 a> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated3 M& f' o0 a* m1 Q! o
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is3 r1 d2 O+ Y) u( M* S/ W6 h1 f
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other" W0 F7 ~" j" t# m: s
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the" Q4 b' _+ t- q
> natural order of things in my son?'. Y: g9 t! T& u7 ~. J9 r2 r+ Z
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6 U) E! o$ F) l. ]> The audience was stilled by the query.8 n ^- n$ M. \. A
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
0 q3 Q) Q% I" N" h> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
# `6 B e& |8 f) e. [( U: f> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
0 S, J1 I- }, ?! k# M! L( J> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:; k1 K2 Q2 F" R2 X
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
Z8 P; y2 j! R q* \ v6 Y; O* ^> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's( ]' T X* D, v! Y0 z- f6 d
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their6 @2 C9 Y3 s3 \- i% c5 v* i
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
: P" K& T% S& B/ ^) h q1 Q> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
& _( z5 n$ t+ g8 M4 w> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps./ O, k0 q7 s7 k: X* `* l2 K
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$ j& \/ J" x2 N> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
, u. G/ Q# _* F2 {9 y9 x9 j> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
8 y' F1 Y9 G8 B; T; u> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
" K/ h1 n$ P* w$ b5 `9 G: |+ L5 }> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth L! n- I4 w& t& y5 T+ l
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
0 d2 U5 G0 l1 m8 O' W0 M> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
, F5 a- S |( a9 {. M4 \> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
; \$ J- q9 B# N) H& U> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still% c3 q. o; d% e6 ]; L9 Y2 Z
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
* D8 k' g+ ]1 d0 ^& u B> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was% H" k- \1 B5 f o/ h3 M
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from% S# n4 D$ B/ I" C$ R6 v8 f8 o
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
& A9 V' O; v: {7 {. T- |> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
/ L5 O }5 d& G V5 O1 f3 ~4 S> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
$ r2 L" a) \$ l/ O> next at bat.
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& ^9 G9 ~; s" s. {> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the* b& p( g. h* c' N+ T
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all0 C* h4 c- ?; W
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly," d2 Y6 h+ @2 Y- {* F
> much less connect with the ball.
' t# \2 o( Q. g> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
0 @. q6 h) S4 J" S- }> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved* |# r, o! |. f( Y0 n
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make9 N& m$ b' C/ ^( l$ s$ @$ P! K9 U
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
7 d0 E! x' c6 C3 c5 G> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
7 K6 u" L% ^7 E T a9 T> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
: b" I) J; M! U; Y1 r- s> right back to the pitcher.3 D) `& D0 e& n5 B7 ~% q
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* _6 M! O1 h" t9 b# o, _+ L% O> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
1 S; Y6 ?) B, S' o" H> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
* r, V& g5 C& z# u! L> out and that would have been the end of the game.8 {& l2 ^3 t. \1 u
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( C/ K) I* C$ }8 s: Q+ f> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out- z4 s; T" u6 a1 l; f
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started' {; V+ `+ K' t* v O+ A# O2 N# s- Z# `3 u
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever1 M2 \& v2 c# Z' |
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
' p3 a# a$ [1 r# P> wide-eyed and startled.
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& a) M t1 \" E0 C> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay B0 Y) J1 R/ z+ h
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
5 Q* |0 [+ L; O+ n8 U0 g i> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
4 E+ g2 E: I: y/ O/ i> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to$ A$ W+ A1 Q8 c3 z, I
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
& f3 g. u! u& w2 }) A/ L' D% h> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,2 @+ Y; u: h; ]) ^
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's# M u' h1 \9 W+ p5 _. Z
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
5 f+ x8 U0 C. I3 G" F> circled the bases toward home.' B9 C: S, I8 L7 ^! n# J
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A; t+ m- p, v Y5 |> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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9 N6 R* s$ T$ ^" ]: v" Q> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by, A' g! _/ t; t# m! ?
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
3 D/ N0 j$ ^, E+ l- m$ u5 W+ m> Shay, run to third!'$ ~2 s v' W$ [$ x" Z0 N
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* x5 V+ Z" ]9 d> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on* D" R+ d: ^3 b* b, m& W9 f9 S) U% R
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
* |0 v: v& _0 s> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,& F' N$ {# y6 {% j
> '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! V) q7 p" R. i" i8 }
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
0 L" a& g8 ~. i4 n9 Y> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!6 N% l( B9 u+ j. W# N/ {
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
5 Z" A8 U7 h& [4 n' S6 s! m> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
/ y6 G. O& t/ J6 A$ c4 W> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
" G; C9 P& U- n7 L- t; c* D8 |> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
3 ~5 n2 b/ b Q2 R+ ~ a> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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$ L I# a% V# i0 F+ H% x; Q> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
; K# B3 f, i, E. t> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
+ X& N+ J. G; x> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who1 ]" \5 \7 n* D* V% u. T$ v
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have5 x* c) s! U6 A' y/ [
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural& X2 X' `" ?/ H6 C4 {! ^0 u8 I
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people1 Q; \, A' U% [+ r% t$ H5 D
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
& x+ Y" Q+ B8 |0 {" T> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
9 Y) s3 E; p7 a0 V' P3 ]> bit colder in the process?; i" X/ |: W: K6 l4 j
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" M0 ^& N2 W8 ?4 l% w0 b& k> A wise man once said every society is judged by
& s7 v3 u& A8 b l% G0 p> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.8 z3 N/ _9 x2 j2 q" v. }
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> You now have two choices:' Z/ @6 F4 o$ a P* C- L" C! Q
> 1. Delete
( ]/ y9 [, C* t+ }' q) D/ M+ n5 Z4 z> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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