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: e* s+ t: [9 N; c- U2 ?> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,8 ]4 Y4 b8 g9 U# W N
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the) J4 O/ ~; ^3 v8 N0 o: m
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
, J+ f% P, {5 F4 ?+ @( V) O> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
0 r! l5 e9 |! x8 F> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated# Q Z+ ^+ S5 }, N+ u4 @
> staff, he offered a question:3 j2 q( V, H$ J/ q1 ]* }# h
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s4 U* S; U9 P; `0 b& I> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
/ i# [4 J" Z+ }6 H/ e> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other' W% z3 P& z D$ O
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
3 q- ]8 f. E5 G6 {$ {2 ?! K/ Y> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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7 T7 B# N( u: C. E> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically( m$ W; T p) |0 |9 j5 A
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize' z, r/ }+ D. n. I# x
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:9 x6 Y, s: s U, d; y& d
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
1 p% v* T# S: O+ P3 T: j> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
8 c8 a: e1 v; ?/ R7 B6 W2 h3 Y> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their* j( G3 o/ [# S: E
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,7 [. G, }' ]& m* v7 _ h; Y1 m+ w
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
% G) q- n; J$ w. X> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.( I3 ]) v+ r: e" g" ]+ y
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7 o3 K& n0 l( r9 y( y> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
- r0 G# G1 X x/ o, r4 B> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
$ `9 L R7 K1 z> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
0 G9 Y" s& W. i" k: x> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth; k9 l: I+ n( G6 _7 K+ m1 B( e
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0 R/ |, q3 ?6 d6 s> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
* k6 Y8 l0 W( z( d/ ^8 U! o( t, `# d> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in- Y0 n* H6 t& A, J0 k3 N
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the0 h* r7 d& r/ Y' s
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still1 v7 |* V- I: W$ \7 G' X; v7 A* [
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and3 y3 k# H7 B @* X
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
; T0 v A& L" ?! o* x> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
1 O1 [( K9 @. v> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the" P# h) m! `$ S8 K
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases1 \& H4 g9 ~: V
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
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$ N! \# X0 d `6 a/ M( B1 B> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
4 ]7 I0 k; j3 B. G> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all/ R4 [, L, t- z# U9 S% ^
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,, D' r7 f% U4 v( j2 G) ^4 @
> much less connect with the ball.* x/ U3 Y% O* F
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the# L" {1 e/ ?9 @
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
- N/ z* G0 u/ q& u; g a" d# Z> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make7 g9 c9 c$ ?# v( |4 S
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
6 @, y" o' w8 P/ ^4 ~. M9 G> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.% w. Z: G8 l( l3 _1 V4 [& z' \
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
t5 N" R! ^" @7 S) [ e> right back to the pitcher.* r" W( M) n+ ~
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and! q) g4 T9 k$ C9 ]% W9 Y* P
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
/ ~6 [7 r# U) |: }3 c' l> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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, w4 f8 I; a1 W5 ~& S# S> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
: |9 ^) m7 z6 D& q; i* S6 {) b, [, u> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started8 Q9 Q* D4 a6 V3 q" O9 F$ P- T
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever# x( s; m) m0 w' q( H5 E
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
7 c8 \0 h" R6 ~+ ]7 U( }, B; \5 `> wide-eyed and startled.0 s, [" X) h, E# P: i; C: b- e
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$ G, ?1 {) t2 J7 g0 T4 U> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay/ j/ i- w4 x% w; }1 Q& f7 a
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
+ G6 \7 m$ w: g, K/ X1 R6 J> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
* r; z. w' ?' [; l> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to# q7 K/ i0 s1 m& o
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the9 I: i( X, g5 ~. n3 k8 p
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,8 w, w7 G% I7 X9 O# a) G: r) b
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
* g* S+ a, `" d> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
. a' \6 j d, y& I8 j" W> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'& Q3 I7 w3 `# b# L( X6 G5 w
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* A( S8 T: K" i& e7 O1 q> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
, y. l" W) o1 I3 ]8 I> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
3 V& a2 _" L( j" j% L. j> Shay, run to third!'& t5 }) q) L+ V4 j+ j4 y
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7 j H7 {- y6 k; a6 |> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
) \+ B% E; P5 H: m% A* `> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped; }& Y% U6 o2 q7 L" G, l5 |) [
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the/ }0 y7 F% n: H* F& p/ @
> game for his team.9 D! {, o, n3 m h
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,8 n' ]( p) d" l0 |5 @
> '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, T! k- q- ^+ z9 j5 l
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and; I! u/ U- e; U# @# y
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!& t4 t# C+ @* h/ p7 `
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! p9 m& n! ]* Q> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes' X5 L# R+ W# `( G
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending. M- o: P% C2 N, s) A, C
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often0 @6 O- m6 W+ g, M2 \3 H% h5 S! H8 U' R
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency" ]2 q4 H7 ]& S3 o- C: D9 e8 T
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.1 R. d. U8 T6 }+ ?! e
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're5 {5 z! z3 T; l. w: i* [
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the4 k3 m6 k2 }/ w: g0 b+ J
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
3 M- k& h/ Q. h6 O) Y* C> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have* |* @/ b! ^. Z9 y# V" ^
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural- Q+ u+ F3 t# I3 l7 ?& ?
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people7 o. s `; e f/ s; {
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
* L: c2 Z1 ?. i& a3 V> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
7 L' H3 O. Q& M7 X2 y> bit colder in the process?9 m! f2 M. U, O% f7 v" r% K
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7 H- j. I, d' N& Q( D> A wise man once said every society is judged by: ^' y0 R b: A3 {# f2 m- R
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.1 i0 a) h+ q( }0 z, \( u+ X1 Z
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5 W8 d! I! h( i( `7 z- H> You now have two choices:
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( \, k0 w3 o1 U* Y> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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