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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
/ x% ^" P/ w7 U> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
: G2 v. n) u$ r! X; y4 g0 }. |> same choice?+ [ C* n e9 U9 V
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,% h* R; d0 J# ~% Z7 l. E
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
, D6 X# _; u) W> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated2 W3 ?; D8 ]. t' C G& k! s% O+ C
> staff, he offered a question:) z) z' k/ D9 @) N' o( ~& T/ L
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is+ q9 f0 R W( ?% {7 @
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other/ R! r7 g+ r" m0 h1 g
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the8 G3 k# j/ ]) E% q0 O# }& V
> natural order of things in my son?'
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1 ]9 d& y. D9 B- W, |1 v> The audience was stilled by the query.
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! c. a# l: i3 N- c/ g9 E> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
* {1 H6 M$ d' j. M> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
; G2 p0 G: `* _' n8 i> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
4 Y6 ?- a3 y; F8 Y0 e8 `- W/ P> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:: ]7 |: k2 d" m- u. P
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, ]3 P2 o( o. H4 p> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
0 G0 J/ t8 h% V: |: W, E4 X> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's1 P* t( ]2 Z4 L/ C" I" {2 V
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
6 N3 M. q# R! y/ s9 U {9 o> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
' z; v: A" f z% X$ K& |3 d# P9 l> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
7 {! p, j" t+ m& Q( E> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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8 H4 _6 W! V, D. \> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
L5 D2 u. |- ]9 d> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and5 T% ?+ U3 {) S6 K+ ]! j2 o, Q
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I4 \2 E3 {7 L/ g. F8 h1 [+ e
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth" o ^* Q: H/ f8 w: z( `) x
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a8 N3 D" X' r, q1 X w* J/ T5 z3 E
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in8 d' c6 i, V5 u8 z, _4 {0 K% Q
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
% ]$ [" b- c/ u9 h5 Q3 b> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
, t; q: }0 b+ _+ {> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and) |7 t6 v6 U0 w
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
: T. e. G5 L* v6 \ i- \> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
. c* N3 o% |4 j |3 c l> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the6 S, b; H1 j! a( n ~
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
. A9 E1 c* y1 T* f; X> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be( ]! d1 N c7 M$ M! b! B
> next at bat./ l0 V& G5 c f: H
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
* Z! r" g ~3 D" R> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
( R2 s; _: `' f3 e$ P! n> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,& b. u! A- K2 W6 @+ \4 j
> much less connect with the ball.0 @8 u$ r0 w% k4 C6 H- h
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
( t2 U; i8 j! C) y/ C/ R> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved- I% q T- r% u# i
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
2 ~& N( ?. I R/ {/ J6 q> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
* w+ x1 T% g3 L; b7 s7 i( ]> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.: M8 W8 O ?. k: R/ c4 p
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball% j+ F1 c4 k6 c' ?4 `4 A3 |
> right back to the pitcher.+ ^& u* b, _5 d: s; K
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( M' O( M% R; X> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and$ ?' N" I( I% C, S
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been- T% `- I% j7 s2 P1 o6 c
> out and that would have been the end of the game.0 s1 R& G. m3 a. A( x$ S
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out, g( f( I& r6 i1 p; x' B
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started7 l0 U' o* @7 o( Q) z) {( w' Z' N
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever. f2 T4 ]# C5 Z p$ i: L
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,5 ^7 E/ X3 v* d2 M/ G* }3 }$ A T
> wide-eyed and startled. j; ]7 i3 M% m# l
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay: K) B6 v: P1 U
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
7 f6 ?* \3 j3 {' b5 D4 E. }> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
; N, O+ h! p+ o> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
3 ? p+ ?. d L9 u- X+ b2 e> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the! e; V: d* ]) } [
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
: i, z: V! |3 i) z* }% `> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's8 H; C- v% r* G2 i' l: r4 g( E
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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/ M. x! D e6 E7 [( x> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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2 M u( n2 [; y1 }> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
$ S; v9 d& P& ]* i5 S3 D) V+ G3 w> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!5 u" [$ R% e9 S( J
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
) e' d; q8 ^6 t- w. O* r> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped- P; g) L) e% {; N8 L5 |
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the' y. S$ r9 S0 h* _+ `4 a
> game for his team.% z, s. p7 M* n3 p/ j
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,1 m `' X' H4 D* |9 G+ `4 p" f
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity* S Y, j$ H8 G4 {' u1 w1 L5 W5 U" P
> into this world'.3 Q& b3 a$ M: R
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( t, D# }4 ]- c5 H6 ~# `9 U> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never6 W- N% k# A2 g1 T
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and$ n' J) f, I# H, A0 [' q6 `, I0 q
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
. e8 K$ |1 _ P5 `" o> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending1 A4 @3 i* ~9 a: }6 x. F3 S6 v
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 [- E" m* N3 j) Z0 ?; n& r( q
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency8 r+ Q' V) S; |$ Y8 g& u
> 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're
. i$ u5 u: G2 e" {> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the0 I$ i! W" D' W+ I6 e; s$ N
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who6 C( R R; x2 z: @. X1 O
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have* q" q+ z3 C2 ?& Z
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural( ~- L/ U& X) Q" x- L) {8 Z
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people g$ w: U9 Y, r Y6 `
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
N, v# Y% o& J( F2 e> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little7 z, b+ U. r. f5 Y3 g
> bit colder in the process?0 b4 h4 o3 S. q- k N+ ^* q7 e5 \
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
) k* K8 q6 h7 @, M, K" ?> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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: q6 ?- c% M3 N; w. x7 i> 2. Forward
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4 |- T$ E2 y0 u: E; v> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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