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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
) G& s3 D2 o ~# t6 s0 V> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
6 @6 |; T4 B' m' M6 M- c> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,( v+ F4 K: y' k8 s5 L$ |
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be% B& x' l+ V3 T5 ]
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated0 V; u# ]7 I6 W# Z3 w1 a
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
3 i0 S" w1 z- s6 _> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
/ p3 h7 F( A+ Y> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the$ C% X3 e" X6 v' Y9 L2 q: G. m, z$ ]
> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.9 U$ l9 A5 L" l) `1 t' Y
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
( v0 o2 S4 {) u: U> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize% U s# r. |9 M6 V
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people9 d" Z2 L, o1 |4 l
> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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; @& K7 q2 U6 i; |) K6 z> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
4 _& Q) w; h( k+ y1 B> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
3 |& q3 U, ~: R4 ~4 w; V> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their8 C/ |3 ^: t8 X9 q
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,# c" j/ r* g; O; M1 f
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
1 o! j6 q; g2 F> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps., m$ k' w, n" f9 X X" T, N, ]7 W& \
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9 w" w9 \" |6 B* Y0 K/ S9 J> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
4 o. D% k& c, k+ G> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and8 B1 \$ ] O6 {' r8 y% Z
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
5 b8 q: Y, I" t0 X> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth0 @3 e0 C8 L/ |) l, ]7 S/ K
> inning.'
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6 ~0 q2 [# r3 M0 ]' {/ {3 t> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
5 F# a% n3 ]$ h+ d6 B( p> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in9 _0 f7 P6 o4 V2 C( e2 u' l$ }
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
- W) Q2 A' d/ A. M+ k> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still; o: {; E! K9 Q2 f$ Z( {
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
# T5 L" _0 Z, i6 C> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
' e. T0 Y' g! c7 X7 M, q> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
( E$ _& Q1 c. j4 W2 o> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
) n/ d, t8 p% s# P0 J> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
# l' |" z8 ^2 d8 l* @> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be% E# Q, V* H7 j! |( O) ~" X% ~
> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the& O/ |3 C. A1 |# \' O) g
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
2 j9 n3 b0 k) z2 t2 w- u> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,- T9 r8 S' _: j; ~9 B; y8 L
> much less connect with the ball.
0 |6 E7 h7 m$ r7 s1 l> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
4 G* l9 Z8 E$ M: N0 \0 G> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved2 e2 s5 D: W1 c7 k) r, s
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! c u5 t, C8 i, m# v# P& s; W7 x
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
9 F2 p6 d: l( `& h& n> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
* [1 I+ |( X2 p( x> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
1 g. S. f z& U7 a8 N% f" n> right back to the pitcher.6 e- }4 c. V( y( `
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
5 ~& t0 b$ \& Y% F7 k3 r* T/ t> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
# ~2 \! N3 b8 Y% v0 k# x> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
/ g7 z* |; n6 o- [! u> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
# g$ p8 ?& d' D" |> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
# e4 z7 Y" ^* [' N+ l% M: q% ?> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
; R, @$ l% N6 M- z0 j e> wide-eyed and startled.
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! s) H5 Q d5 d! e4 S) C, J( ]8 q> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay" M/ e1 z9 [4 H7 B
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the; _! T3 j- b7 X" w
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. z' h/ c8 O6 K2 e9 K# s> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to9 z: z: e$ G+ T, t' F m2 P
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
% W3 J4 h7 _2 }6 J) b7 a4 c+ D4 u: Y> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,. E9 H9 Y. }" q7 ` n! n0 |
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
2 N8 W, T& w& {8 O* S! m> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
2 S; v- r+ `$ V0 ^> circled the bases toward home./ ]8 A4 ]1 n+ t& J" C4 s; l
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" S. A% }: t6 w3 a6 T> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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$ _* k. b( Y! d' w* C+ _" _> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by7 u- H; {: w4 e7 R
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( K7 \7 b6 m) @+ _8 a
> Shay, run to third!'& Q/ t/ x5 `# I4 V( _
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
- o7 ~6 J( p' T5 c* T! B- `> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
4 s0 A" |+ T" k8 X( t> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the& `8 Z0 h. j3 j/ X9 N
> game for his team.
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3 ^0 D5 m: _/ _, |, b> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, z4 U9 }5 l7 E! e; f E- u
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity8 ]5 t+ N5 W' \
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
+ N' Q" }4 K. q6 W' V8 m> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and! h% ~* }: I" r
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!3 q6 [% C7 K( L; G
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# j1 s( C- ?' ]3 T, U> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
. e+ |. k z6 P' f> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
+ z1 i9 I6 p' v) [! Q2 s- k3 U> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
3 w3 C, Q" o& {& ?( C- i> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
/ s: E \, l% Z |> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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& r6 R1 V- X) r) o7 S> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're2 M" `% ]4 P$ u8 n
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
# ]- X* |2 Q" Q/ w, i5 k4 B, J/ y$ Z> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
5 d8 Z$ ~/ l- T& i> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
" a% d2 H+ b, w: U% t, y> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural& r7 f- H- L. h( j4 w6 U0 d4 |) e
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
0 `/ ^5 j v; v' B! J2 q> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and/ O# K9 Z! u" |8 i% z; e
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
8 I {$ P, I* _: D> bit colder in the process?$ b, W% G% H, f% \' h4 n$ c
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by4 A( x* e" x1 A8 O% { ^' X# D/ s
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.% S* ^5 T9 Z7 _) J# C/ q% ~% `
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+ x0 ~8 a0 T: _( K) a> You now have two choices:
3 t6 a8 r+ w6 K; F1 S( F> 1. Delete
; Q! {1 x9 m5 k/ l> 2. Forward
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J* U# ^3 T7 g# I' ?> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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