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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,
: _; [! s7 d4 x1 n: t6 l> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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3 J+ x2 i1 d, y0 w3 m2 |> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,0 P1 I* x/ a/ v' n, A
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be; b, n, h, g) T3 _1 z9 \
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated1 e9 b4 P2 h; e
> staff, he offered a question:$ w# w9 I9 C6 @
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
3 m; ]0 i: w0 l" x/ E> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
8 V+ o2 Z) a! V$ A2 t> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
; w8 D5 o3 q: f% ]4 r> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query. `; ]' @7 z0 D# D! s: X# Z
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically8 V/ z% Q! l8 p: g0 l
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize! [0 M, t# O) C( j' y3 n
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people6 Q1 T" W7 d, P0 F& p. B
> treat that child.'
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7 v4 |6 k% |8 K( v& c0 E0 ?3 U> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were X0 z, o9 H* P( I
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's o; d! N" n) y; q
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
: L, Q" B* u& X s5 V> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,5 w1 x- q* w% D" a" |; P4 N& W% V
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
* p1 b/ j& {2 x9 @> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.7 q6 i& q$ P5 h. g0 @
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9 T6 f, w# B; N8 P3 @9 t3 a! M8 [> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
+ B7 G6 y P6 P' e2 m> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
' m, [ q& L( H" {> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I) ^- t; y& w. h" Y3 A/ m9 K
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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( s+ r: ?: V9 D2 q6 |0 X> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a: Z( _2 m- ]$ z, Y+ O+ m. z( D
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
2 J" p3 i7 ^, o8 I" ?3 H> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the( H5 t0 T6 t: Y
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still2 i+ t f- Z( [0 B
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and. W: T& E: r8 ^6 q; M9 }
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was! q. @ o# _0 t6 `
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
, J; f( l% h; m4 \3 C8 L+ `. W> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
2 E, J% d' i' q! e( L' I; L/ v> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases+ U0 Y" k+ h8 m) J5 p @
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be% _; [ ^8 i, d' l5 n
> next at bat.
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+ t% n4 V3 T6 X3 O& h# y> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
7 y. \; z( _7 Y4 j5 X* X3 n> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
( g* n& s8 l7 X2 c> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
9 h# r8 X* r4 G( m1 u> much less connect with the ball. r5 J* _" o1 d$ Q
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
* v# C+ ^( p# B- ]1 |> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
- d5 d' y2 i6 ?- k' \> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
% C2 S4 F5 r- ]> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The( g; i% K9 C, C" E( c) `+ `* v
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.+ k. W! r6 {0 c# k4 s
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
' P% i2 d |7 w* X+ l& q/ ^> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
9 i" u/ I F5 G% V/ E> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been1 {# M& O! T9 D% B
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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e- t- n8 E/ D, z9 {> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
& n: q' }; x- v/ y0 K. e5 a" K4 O> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
2 j Z$ K7 ?4 n! P> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
& e4 ^0 }% M# t T1 K> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,: z- |" v9 n: B- r( E
> wide-eyed and startled.2 c- L+ M; k$ A, o4 @3 ] k
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% V9 x( ^2 k" R7 A' ^> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
2 D$ E# B( k. ]2 X- ]) Y0 q% y> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
. E% f, |' g9 x/ Q9 U: T; ~& e> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had! ?1 M+ S4 Z) a# Y. H9 l
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to/ @/ [* s5 V0 G [( ?9 ]
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
1 R5 p# R! h P, v* S& r. m4 C7 `! C> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
3 N2 v8 A# F3 e0 f> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's$ x) S" t* z! ~0 j! o2 q T
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him6 ^' Q' C+ x9 q9 p3 }
> circled the bases toward home.$ O( J/ l" Y: e$ o/ { H
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6 q3 n7 M: o# f# X> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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* h7 i' b& T- r* L> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by4 B1 M7 D2 b2 X) C6 T; b
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!5 L" a7 b1 ^0 } u" F! I- ]
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
C5 \) g$ r1 ^3 G5 Y> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
9 J# R" c: g1 ~5 b> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the6 P! f& q6 l5 N T
> game for his team.
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( @* Q- v% a1 V( Q& u, A> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
1 l. K V: c2 I/ P) V> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity4 C1 V, W+ O% ^; {: }3 n7 Q
> into this world'.
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( b, D* c8 Q8 k5 u P> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
5 r1 M D. n# S5 I> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
$ t, A% Y5 V- c2 [& {2 H3 |> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!# p$ r" w! N1 {$ V/ M+ H
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
! W4 s* M5 R: o4 O6 d3 A> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
& O2 r- Y( n" h> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often/ l( W- i% }0 V) |' ?- \
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
+ l6 m% A! N, d; s* m> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.) j7 r. Z, Y$ _6 J& L- m
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/ G P+ v W7 @% j; L> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
" d/ J& H1 b# f9 H# H> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
7 a- K3 K: M3 T! f8 F> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
1 z. ~$ U) d1 v3 d, p> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have6 T. H: L9 ~' \
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
6 Q( M! ?% \3 Z6 {+ P' b0 N# @> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people& G# k8 b# [ }0 P; F1 v- Y3 [- l
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
7 O; [+ L0 A* G% Z) D4 ~3 |> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
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2 I7 G$ l, a0 v2 e# ?6 U( e2 Q> A wise man once said every society is judged by
8 u! n' u( H l" `+ _ S> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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: z; Z2 z$ v0 O* R d> You now have two choices:. p/ v& w1 b9 g# M+ e
> 1. Delete: Y! _: ]. p+ l, R" m' @
> 2. Forward
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: D/ a5 }- J- p i> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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