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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
$ B( E5 y- v# h, h; E% {> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
3 h) d C( U: P> same choice?3 b( v+ E/ `2 b+ I r
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* r7 B9 W/ F1 N( M) H: J> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated% c# B% Y0 P0 |& Q$ @+ }
> staff, he offered a question:
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1 Y% e1 N9 e* |. n5 l3 {* ] n+ E6 f> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
3 }4 ~, q( t5 _> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other. d; g& K6 M- ~1 v
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the1 t! b2 x( u5 A8 Q; N
> natural order of things in my son?'
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& p! G8 ?9 p' ]" x ?2 }> The audience was stilled by the query.* G) a$ |2 @; P/ \2 ~ J% V
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* U# G0 d! B6 e: q! p> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically" u$ X4 l* l( o- v, V) H
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
* c/ Q: }, l/ i8 E6 c> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
, G& f. P, G Q1 q3 x' d& ^ E> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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; g- s+ l$ O1 \8 a$ W% }> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were1 X- {4 ]1 G; B1 M; C) X
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
3 w- G, Y" L* `/ s> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
; y1 k) c* p9 O) K0 A- k, B1 Q1 ^9 T> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
E3 S% U J& ^5 Q4 t> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( P9 W0 O6 k3 B
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
' i0 S( b2 J/ {# D> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
: i- ]3 G; z* h) Z. m0 E# ]> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I2 H. ~3 V3 |/ N* A
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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! D7 G5 S: ]2 Z* n" Q4 [> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a2 ^# p9 a7 f+ }# @8 c/ p
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in3 `7 b! x5 S. u( s7 |6 I2 O# d
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the. Q! S0 } t$ D2 V
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
% M: M, V+ @# ~! [. Z> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and1 U4 h0 f$ A( g
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
( ~; J2 X/ W" I7 g6 K0 V> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from" J; a8 i( z# V9 L$ k
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the. I5 ?& _. W, q
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases% V6 L$ b* C" |; Q
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
" @ o8 W( ^+ A4 O> next at bat.- V& s* H+ N) u. K) v: {
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
! v# |5 P: p8 @> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all4 W$ P( b0 T6 M: o7 H: e
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
) w" z. I" W3 B8 m/ ?) `> much less connect with the ball.
/ r [/ T7 _' r/ u> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the# X" j: ~8 D. L/ G/ D
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
7 @* j) n3 j+ S3 k$ t1 Q> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make; F) s& d- F. X6 C
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The- C4 A0 N% J. U0 E
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
: d+ B. ]5 ], D+ M: e" T+ t' v. M> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
% W9 c+ A, F+ p+ S> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
+ w" V+ n4 S& X9 Y& w> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been5 Q% [2 z# x) F. j) R
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
! H4 A; {7 S) r7 Z/ B> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
& j# ` M |( Q3 Y7 I, D& w> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
; u. a5 K+ ~, m& B! }> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,5 j4 z* M' J! a& Q/ D) n
> wide-eyed and startled.# A. t& k& I# W& y2 |% }
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
5 ^9 q8 O2 A2 {! ?8 k> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
8 ] V# Z* S- Q, w6 s6 j! x> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had& D: l6 e, M0 P m1 b
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to* O2 Z, u; @0 R3 w% g' V) i
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
7 U) D( k0 x% Y; G> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,7 i6 b* s3 F0 R1 A9 X
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
% t" T& X9 Y9 D/ p9 h, S# u> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
) S1 i/ ~$ S: F) V' W% Q, f/ j* Q> circled the bases toward home.
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) w' `$ a* y0 D5 z+ h> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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8 v+ l( P$ z* w; p* x4 y> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
6 c1 Q- Q4 {( _5 F# T> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
( @: L6 j/ j! q) u* `> Shay, run to third!'
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) U* R! f8 W' H- e* h& p7 t> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on; E* W) |' @% @( ^2 `' q. {# f3 C
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped8 O1 E& X3 m1 p3 O- ~
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
~* Q: U5 y# M3 f> game for his team.
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' L# Z @3 q! S' N \% r9 R- l> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,2 ]- ^0 O: Y4 z3 f$ _1 y
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
2 c5 F- u% @. c1 [> into this world'.
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3 E- u/ `! O7 _> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never0 Y; B L, S: N# j/ P& R1 Q( [
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and- d; ~% M' A+ c+ n
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!6 C6 ?4 @9 ?; V8 x7 _+ U
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2 E/ V3 ?9 K. ?7 \( Z3 y( E$ M1 s> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
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> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
+ H$ {* U& ~4 a" E6 _- P' |> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
0 g$ C, u6 \# s> 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're1 q3 X8 \+ `1 S/ Q, P, v
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the9 k7 q4 G+ P. j* f, h! C
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who3 o4 J% T4 }4 k5 _
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have8 V6 r( h5 D$ E0 D
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural; O% d2 ^( t" ?, ^* |
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people% [3 i8 M' e/ ~5 w# N
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and; T" T5 d7 l2 v4 \
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
6 {% Q- [ R$ M$ k> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by0 R5 w: f0 H# \8 p6 U# V+ N
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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+ T3 F+ i; E: v> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward- H" e, V& i3 w' ~9 m$ h" P$ N
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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