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$ }7 J) K1 Z3 F9 ~% I, D5 z$ H> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
. u$ W6 ^* A6 @' u5 j1 a" a. a> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the# c! C& L7 T$ J6 b- [8 l# g4 S- A
> same choice?
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/ q& {' Q( F6 W3 W3 S" i> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
9 s2 J, R5 V7 s> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
5 j" T5 S- O5 C/ k. e% z: A, l> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated" z; F; ? Z6 ?6 P9 M, ]5 v% ?
> staff, he offered a question:
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5 p0 J8 N! \5 B6 ?; a( o> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
# Q4 P3 D& N R6 E6 v% e" b> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
, ^$ f" A' m5 i6 H+ f; i& t, n5 V> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
; @, k8 @7 F$ C* W3 @" E> natural order of things in my son?'+ V$ t( ~0 m2 {! G
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: l- W8 {7 N" Q; n; S8 o, e; q: @$ _> The audience was stilled by the query., P( h( D( O2 U2 G4 ^" ]3 w
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9 z" g0 L5 `% Z+ f> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
8 Z9 T" f0 i( q8 U( c> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize+ m) G+ w4 F V2 A7 s( F. n
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
' \+ h( c; X& y$ }> treat that child.'
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- b3 D% [2 }" O3 H> 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, W) s2 T8 X" a& N3 C) |/ Q0 S+ T8 j0 c
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
4 j; X8 p4 f; r> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their" ?) v" _$ w% r: F7 x& x" d
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
2 u8 t' t2 j- G+ m- f& E6 N> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
( S" _" x5 o1 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
5 f$ h7 o R5 a. ]( p% G4 @% K> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and r' V4 @3 `- ^) X! |3 W
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I& m& |; y" Y( H. \
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a, v. x3 x3 _3 |
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
4 q% F* ?) b: }% M> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the5 O3 p- v5 w5 P( y) @% R, _
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still8 ~/ J. z& a! T) E4 V, _
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and1 W6 q2 z. d3 x$ p* c
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
- q9 B7 F& T2 V. Z9 J+ O> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from" u/ i! A( U9 H9 s
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
" M* H, w. ^8 P- q) s, Y( j> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
* s4 V* w5 T& _, `> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
' C1 T( {5 y8 j9 J$ ^> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
$ S: M4 p' q2 \& E; _" t) F> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
# d K b G" W% |* F+ |> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
! o6 `1 A# i- e, H- N- y( f$ c- v> much less connect with the ball.
% P: }5 a% h1 Y% O. h> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the8 S- b6 i6 B0 o1 T, w* i5 E( T- c
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved0 q i# A, ~; V2 k' G7 l3 ~
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make" c, D0 W3 Y' p# V$ Z
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
' R0 X' M" @( X. `> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
5 U# D8 ?7 g% _! [> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball: F8 E3 i0 y# ^- w
> right back to the pitcher./ z1 \: ^5 \$ d% A
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?% h z0 Q$ q) U- _> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and, r) d& t9 i# k8 z3 ^2 u( P' r' A( Y
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been0 w" R c2 }& G) M$ S( \
> out and that would have been the end of the game.0 Y! W) ^: m4 d( L* l* E5 w
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out+ ?+ u4 D6 F, b2 ~
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started3 [4 A' C" ?# n! Z
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
: A8 b9 ? U# C> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,2 b7 B b; u4 q A- ]; O
> wide-eyed and startled.
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1 S& X2 \# A" X) G7 T( U> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
9 n$ P0 ^* X# Y7 [5 Z7 m> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the% D0 {4 j& o% k
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. E8 u2 G# R: V7 w> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to) F" N8 [- V/ p( k/ H# v
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the; m# f, H$ c9 {5 w- L
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,' E: p; j5 H* |, A' e
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
! W; n" A+ K' y. q5 ?5 X> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
( h6 S1 S. [- v; b& u' W> circled the bases toward home./ o0 ]- O |5 m" |7 M( x& O* e
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. W8 z8 Q; q: d7 h( I> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'$ d5 m% e! U" d! U
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by0 p- N0 Q# d2 Y
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!3 E Y$ M; s# x; l( E% D2 a# M
> Shay, run to third!'8 o- r* v9 _+ |; g a8 c% [
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
' ?/ n- A1 N7 g* a> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped' T3 o% Y3 j P+ [- q( x1 S
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the2 I" Q V2 I1 ~
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,4 c+ R* Q$ Q$ c. S( m
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity$ Q }7 O L2 x: U
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
' X3 c, T5 E, [) X6 a> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and0 Q2 }' E/ Q( R. x5 a
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!6 p3 q K0 G! W/ f% F% J( ?
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
|+ ?' M3 {- f0 V% g5 q> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending- \: ?9 _# Z+ ^
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
+ c4 y; |% n" r8 f" G* [> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency, \" s9 a& B. M6 z {
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.% M5 J( {$ i; A: w6 Z+ x+ B0 O
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
# ^ b; W! B$ Z5 D- \> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the& S' Q p: U% X" n' n
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
: Y. X/ w a% g) ^/ M> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have7 k9 I# w! a, K3 a; L" ^/ j
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural: \$ g" x5 d w9 _9 C% ^$ X
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people8 S2 s& W! ?! o+ E
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and6 Y. D7 G$ f/ t; p. j- H8 z5 _- v5 s7 Q
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little5 s' ?5 J$ a% ^. R0 N# ?3 |0 o
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by0 Y; R7 C) r3 Q- B3 I
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.+ ^0 h7 l# \1 T9 \! J/ m
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7 o/ d$ ?1 t' F4 L( T5 ~$ z> You now have two choices:9 L! N6 S0 i3 F, p1 _; w
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> 2. Forward6 u; a( ?( G7 B7 O! `% {8 Q
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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