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Two Choices
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8 |4 l4 Z. b' K> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
2 K0 P' b+ j; H, W# s> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the; X o7 m: P% T
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, ]2 X! r' j# Z _> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
P. J: B( D! y8 @> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
3 O2 A/ Q# j- b# P> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
9 w7 Y5 z4 z4 P' b& C$ ^& j! j( u> staff, he offered a question:& H! h% D# r+ R4 {+ l$ K
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is4 K( @6 j( i; Q) N9 v/ l, D! @
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
& I0 E _( A1 S0 R) ~& x> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
0 o; W) W" I* p# y> natural order of things in my son?'
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! ~/ R) D" w; E* e> The audience was stilled by the query.; P* s' d2 n1 n9 h
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* _7 S p4 f0 c* i2 w3 e4 s9 |+ E/ A> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
5 i( [7 s L, {/ N' X1 ~> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
m4 ^7 P$ G7 Q> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people7 z6 Y7 w8 `5 ~. f
> treat that child.'
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6 H) v3 i/ S. a3 M: L> Then he told the following story:6 b4 d C' z, `& H1 R/ O
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4 r5 ]# @/ A" G> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were3 N/ f4 f& Z6 d2 f" r& k
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
* g8 i/ Q! z0 t4 j2 C' F P> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their8 q$ W! g5 x4 \( S" V' p7 Q
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
& F8 s! |1 E. Y( r8 J3 c> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
+ P7 z" y# y: k+ Z/ P; s/ U> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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+ b$ v7 _0 U" H> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not8 P* k7 |* S7 z1 T2 D. R
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and, A s: A( h- C( y
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I9 p. {2 `: H# g- q" m
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth! m* U) [: i& P' u7 Y
> inning.'
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" n, R- F+ C1 e& X' ?/ {> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
0 Q+ C# G$ w% l# L* r m1 G' @, F> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
. P8 c% U+ G' [: k> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
3 _# M. C: @3 O( ?3 Y; F> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
. ^5 M0 t! b# i/ q8 p5 T> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
" K9 ]6 o$ n- i+ h$ x( u5 U> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
1 d/ c4 k: Q& ?7 U> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
6 k" C* p/ b. c) Q4 D" |5 c> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the) ~+ E7 w+ U4 m# n* {3 L* I
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
$ I- |0 w+ W) e6 R" A; R7 D> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
4 B9 G4 v9 M/ i* d" ~/ w> next at bat.
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. o/ Z. @" V0 w( V/ q3 D> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
' @4 J% t' N( u7 o: c- w v# `) O> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all/ s1 }* m# x- p- z; c: r$ \
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
- ]4 `' x! h& u( k5 U2 g5 \+ e% B> much less connect with the ball., _, T e) a* l8 \+ V
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
" _* e8 Y" F9 W+ L) O8 a+ l> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
# z7 E# N8 e7 q7 h> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
7 [ H: e4 b* W> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
+ l' {* ~4 q$ ~1 o> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
+ s) y- ^( `7 ~" ]- a# R> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball$ ]- i w- S2 J0 k ^
> right back to the pitcher.; P# p6 m, ] B$ E0 z
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
! h( g4 {) Y! `& m% h3 i> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
; g4 J5 Y7 o/ S> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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, S) c" g' E/ W) d& V> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out* }/ r( ]' L5 j8 ^2 u$ K4 A" u0 \
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started; k$ v) _0 q, c& G, h5 Y8 U) g6 N) H
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
$ m* V5 q+ W& @# z/ K> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
% \% c b( L& s% y! I) C9 y> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
, B/ ^ G5 ~3 h: [0 H, U1 e> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the: g8 n# o- ?$ O( t4 Z9 n6 |& e3 T
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
8 M: {2 ^* F% |$ m2 k> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to Y6 a9 r9 p/ n1 @ ~+ Z, N4 \
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
6 q& r4 ]9 D) L5 V1 e$ z> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,3 h. |! p9 _( N) `- Z M1 v
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's8 m V" D8 Y. b
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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3 J$ g. z+ O3 s1 |" K> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by7 A( g3 g) p( G/ f% r
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!) F. S0 K! C: |0 d
> Shay, run to third!'4 q' k4 w6 n9 h5 E! P& C$ z
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
" y& t( {: w/ L& o- N; K4 A> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped4 u- Q. n- K$ N$ y2 {0 t3 n# x
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
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A5 A$ |( P# v7 d> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,% o5 l4 Z7 t& l$ n3 ]4 `
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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$ g! D4 B/ }' b2 G# ~- y5 u> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never4 W8 Q3 H6 s3 x
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and$ z. [, j& E4 v; x5 j& ?
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!! p ?! }- q- Q4 J6 s. Y
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2 _" q8 ~; I+ E3 W> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes5 w! U; B+ J- b
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending1 d8 A+ u6 g, l! u# N
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
7 I; T2 D! q W0 l; B> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
* D* `0 f K* E; S> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.! y1 R7 f" J& b4 d4 y8 P$ R
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- I4 b; p7 X. {/ C9 |. {> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
1 R& m* s, k$ O2 i7 V* j0 Q> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the. C) G0 L# R6 R! Z- U
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who% P+ @. f5 ?( [: p; B, M6 _
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
' ~, S: C, a- Y$ t> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural% ^0 N6 G. I* j- t
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
7 V' m. _0 X/ ]> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and* W- V4 ~. r5 q' G3 x+ q9 @
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little) |' {2 ]; E: m% e& v" a
> bit colder in the process?1 |" M: k0 @: r& O
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2 p2 S" e8 Z" q3 G7 i5 h9 q1 \' u> A wise man once said every society is judged by
; f/ O" b+ D5 V2 A! i6 j/ A> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.2 s/ a6 C) P+ Y4 U i, a
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$ _4 \$ B2 |, u> You now have two choices:
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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