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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,) `7 a1 H1 c1 H5 i+ b4 v
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the' ^% W+ m' _9 |1 h1 ]
> same choice?: M7 T4 C. S, c o
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0 r: d2 z7 J: S> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,( v o2 A# u* C9 x& m/ P1 s, a! K; s
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 S& K+ o) C4 f; D7 G* c$ M d; B% [: j
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated! ~; l( J5 k( x: o5 ^
> staff, he offered a question:" t) \& c J9 x5 a* n$ T) P
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is* f8 m2 L) h" v8 z8 W# K
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other8 H2 Y7 `" Q2 b: Q+ H
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
$ u! X3 f+ h- v7 [$ U> natural order of things in my son?'2 d2 s2 h# R! M3 g
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7 T4 ?( V" j+ Z& k" b" `> The audience was stilled by the query.
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4 B6 x- g! c0 G1 B1 L) h3 @> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically4 ~6 {0 A8 j1 n4 Q7 a
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
( C2 L: G% K q5 J0 t0 b" E> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
- n5 N. r1 Y% A7 x> treat that child.'
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# h3 q0 I. Q- J; b> 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- u0 ?" C& ^) Z4 ?+ ^
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
5 s$ _) Y; h: s( `> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
% m, b: V, ^( j4 C7 c- W> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
S8 m8 ^9 \+ B2 Y# U> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be6 |" A4 ]/ B8 e) m: k E+ W
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.! f4 I+ I! c0 B+ y$ j
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
" v% r+ C# y# d" k% ?2 L> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and5 k$ }+ x$ I& U) W# h8 m6 x# t
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
: c8 E( o3 @2 E7 Z> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth& V O9 b X& r/ e! J8 I, `6 @; J
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6 m& f# n5 N+ y3 ~$ I> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
2 E2 D/ v- T5 m d4 n> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in/ {: m% A7 Z" i4 t
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
) @/ C- G3 `0 k* o( |> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
$ L! |1 R O# K4 h> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
' @# V; S/ y! ^( h% f> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
1 ?6 a- T% B/ f4 f8 R/ z) t9 R3 Y> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from b) @3 y9 l% ?
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
: z& S5 L0 }' E$ c: e> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
% |0 H1 J/ a" Y5 O' l7 T> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
- p1 N: f' I4 f7 ?# Q# N6 g/ D! [/ J( F> next at bat.! I) I* O. U! I s7 f& x y
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3 f$ l0 g; J& B( d> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
+ y! g. g" m. H& c> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
( |6 S8 P8 ]. b' h0 g9 Q2 z u( i' y5 s> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,8 h( q$ m3 Q3 q5 |
> much less connect with the ball.
: B5 M5 c# R. I c* c> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
8 K' {& J! m( F: B7 n! t$ ?/ Q> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
1 k& N; \3 i+ G2 e! e' T$ Z> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make7 X# i# g6 Y/ }) p+ E; X
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
( o& y/ p( o/ u3 E8 V. ?- r7 ^> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.2 C5 x1 `# H! I
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
8 f. X: X! }* [8 e* w! C+ ]> right back to the pitcher.7 v6 F! |2 S1 k3 O
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8 C+ J+ u$ P/ g6 @+ j5 q/ E4 Z/ V> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and$ J- b7 [* R7 l8 y x. a
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
! {; j, y& j, A> out and that would have been the end of the game.0 L4 N7 u5 c) L* w4 @1 h
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
6 h8 _ ?) v. u% f6 I' T" Q> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
) m& L5 [ z' T& S' B/ m& d$ R> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever: g8 c' d# q$ u
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
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% \" _' b( l, Y6 Z8 a> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
! S0 c) e% n8 H; k6 M, h9 U> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the8 p% B; w6 {7 z( o0 V
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
; T; r: V' z% F) e# U3 c( y$ u) J> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to ~: }* b$ |7 G" r. ~0 @
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the0 ^ c1 q8 Z8 R$ `! U
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,' P6 M& Y4 K# S: g" }6 @' a
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
0 s% F( d. ]: s5 [> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him. ?% X* _# ]/ l3 K
> circled the bases toward home.
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! [6 S6 s' `4 e& L: K% |3 k& i> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'' {/ `* A, S9 a3 E
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1 S3 N7 y. r! f/ |3 _+ X7 R> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
! j1 N% _4 W, ~> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
9 y+ {+ \2 D/ Z9 N8 @" ]> Shay, run to third!'
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; ^% v* D3 _1 a; |# l8 d5 H> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
1 l. f; P7 c% s. Q0 w p; `> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped6 g/ @, w3 R! \& J4 e! w9 F
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
9 X X9 k3 g( ]$ A. r> game for his team.
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/ [5 ?# t. W: r* V> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,. o* s. a7 x- D) M5 K4 b& l
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity' q" v) q8 G0 f. w- ]. q+ l
> into this world'., b) L5 ?, r; X: v j( o' ?, Q* \, J
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p" i8 u6 A( X* E( a6 c1 |( \& g> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never4 Q7 p2 b- ?5 }) h3 L2 g$ b/ }# o
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
, e# b" ?1 x# s8 T; C; X> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! l6 R4 }$ q' Y" r
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
1 S$ n- \! Y ^. I2 q> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
0 M3 y" g& [8 P. [% |> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often: Z9 \# D1 r* s; c! l5 A% v! r
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
" U' J% g9 O8 e> 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're6 ~1 U/ o3 x8 d' b2 F* K7 s6 S, {
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
4 N( b6 r m/ ]( \> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
7 T' k J5 G# v- L J7 a: K> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have6 ?1 _5 _; u% K, H
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural) V$ L6 G& G1 w
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
% j; u m+ G$ a8 J. |4 o2 s> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
. u( j& ~4 O2 \" [. F> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little V4 b. y$ {9 y y+ @
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
2 c! N% ^9 O1 `6 K Y> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.; ]+ ~& @! U( v4 h( F
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1 _- J- o1 p& U3 ]% G! D6 V> You now have two choices:$ |( a( B2 K/ F3 p& X" S( D
> 1. Delete I* n; A1 c5 E& b4 q3 I1 ~0 ^
> 2. Forward5 d V! P% f9 c' I/ T3 J; c
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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