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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
& ] Z6 P+ Z! M& O1 H3 l, v> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
: h# `3 y1 c% M' |. s9 o6 s> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,. b! c( A5 Z ? @1 j a
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be n& ~2 K- _7 x
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
; b+ ?0 Y( z' \8 Y- l> staff, he offered a question:9 E9 v& h+ M9 V
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
/ [* p( Z5 Y8 V1 z( f. g> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
$ j1 } I& B4 z6 X% S0 m> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the. c3 d: T9 p: i3 ^% o
> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically+ _ u& \4 ]- q, r: U
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
, ^1 C5 N1 b; s% b. \) w# Y4 a> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:* I! G; s9 m7 o7 p/ e* n% s7 @
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were9 u7 K$ g1 g1 U* W: s/ i6 s
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
# ?! `; ^4 g5 w }( I> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their& z: W4 b. D4 |' X1 H
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
6 z) s! F8 ]; A. F& W2 U' A> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
& x/ u9 l/ C6 s$ W> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.* o, n8 u$ w- D5 c6 ~
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not [: p4 {* ^8 X9 q: R- ?$ i6 Y+ K u
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
7 |' h7 o. `/ a9 W> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I/ z s' g% O. h- E) s; s
> 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% w6 V9 O; {; R
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
' c- X3 P- L) s' m> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the; ?2 G! |2 f! U6 X, C/ ?( i9 I
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
6 ~0 U' s" @- I7 j9 @: } x> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
! u+ r6 `* ]9 e1 a> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was) B! u: ]: B$ Y- A5 p
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
0 H' i% p. M: l! c/ }% H> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
& ^/ }3 k% V, |/ c" r> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases( ?$ Z& H Q3 ~! Y8 Y
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be3 N+ ?7 l* [6 d) w I M2 L) ?5 C
> next at bat.
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" ?) F r: t0 y% w" O5 i> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
( [6 l: _% n- S! l> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
7 y+ \' `+ _3 x4 h> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,. W1 E# w6 M$ F; j b, o
> much less connect with the ball.
; t+ U) z9 s$ t> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the. @- d( L( B; N1 T; U8 Y
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved5 Z$ P$ [( n0 [- w# n, Q2 k
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
' Y" `1 Q$ j' B" T% ?2 Y> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
8 P" j1 y9 y6 U! D# c- k> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
: X5 b3 z0 O+ V( J# X" N> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
5 I- R2 D6 D; E) [1 `> right back to the pitcher.& u8 V- b1 i4 s/ B
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( y0 b2 ^! i+ I> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
3 T& W% A7 m6 w; a. G& e> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been& q( U; y# l& w" w2 s1 ^2 v: V
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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$ Y# v* v" f7 K' u- g+ F> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
* c7 X! f$ L, z+ f> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
/ W6 G3 A$ ^! f# N7 O% T> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever8 ]- t7 i1 N8 T; W8 F% Z3 x: Y
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,. v) v- }( I- q q$ c) C# Q$ t
> wide-eyed and startled. r4 w: c% U' V0 q0 s5 ^; m4 a
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay, i. I3 {. H9 @+ N6 [
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the0 h! K V1 c; U
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. u. ~( c& s) ?. [& ~> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
2 Z; [. J' E# ^' X: |; h> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
- D# [- y2 o% L+ K& L> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he, v7 O5 F, X; A
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's) P7 ~0 r6 Y/ J) c3 K. \
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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5 ~5 r- |. l) j! k> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by( v& x1 M: I ^; Z
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
. A4 y" ~" v* q7 o' |$ I> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on7 \. {5 Y f" P; u) O. { N
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped p W" s2 h( n+ o0 l! ]" F4 w/ d
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the% b3 f' h0 ^- e5 W* k) L% b
> game for his team.7 h% L6 S7 d& B
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,6 Q) P9 o6 w$ U- ]6 _( a; x
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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# o, d3 T- H& |8 E: A& d> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
7 Q$ s; H# F9 O" G& c> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
& `7 w. o$ S3 l* H+ d> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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6 B% R r8 z0 L8 R+ L> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
, ]" S r `; P8 g; _' \> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
4 j! Z! a# P( e4 |0 W6 W> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often3 Q& Q3 s# H7 _+ Q: N0 B
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency8 t0 d5 ~4 x2 e" J/ Q
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.5 l V8 y" I3 Z+ s% u; f/ ]
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're( z6 |6 W) `# A2 F. |
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
" w4 g" J* z9 x+ T2 `3 b* @> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who5 x6 {& Q4 H' |& ]) e: i8 v# h
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
5 H, H. X4 Z R% E9 T> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural' n; M( N; \1 T9 j
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people" N {5 R( o! S6 `
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and; R g1 ], O) {7 X
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by) y: y" v. n% A' Q. W' i/ O
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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