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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
% W& a7 q/ w& Y% p( ~. A" _> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the9 M. k% e* g$ {1 D& `
> same choice?& G, j" W! B. t" X7 H7 t/ L
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
4 g# b& g1 _% [1 \> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
0 |; N |9 A( J" I6 T> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated& M+ v4 N5 ^* q
> staff, he offered a question: R( [! B! ]/ z1 M, I, Q( c/ k s
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7 H( {; g' H x7 B3 D0 n+ v> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is: c" F. w3 U4 E; {- n
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other' o+ Z! Z* p \9 J) m
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the0 S. b. h9 u1 @
> natural order of things in my son?' f( M& L Q. `' C" V! T
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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" H. j% t/ S, I, S5 w& w> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically; U2 C' F5 n+ z: \% i& U
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize$ F" z) U ^* X! I% R9 M
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
7 H+ y. _6 g8 }2 z) F; R, {0 Y> treat that child.'/ u3 F+ ]" x. H7 H4 R
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> Then he told the following story:( R# C1 F3 O: V! g
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
) g# w( p, b7 z9 H$ _# ^> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
: b* {+ K: U0 e: v0 v: j( L> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
. g2 N: `. y8 C. H8 Z> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,3 z% `1 d7 C7 Y4 m/ W
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
) Q) U6 f7 R: C7 I> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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* ]/ E) ?* H9 }6 T; P> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
2 O9 m9 [9 I k" E> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and8 H4 t; ?& r! W0 i
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I! K. M8 S- f5 ?# | t2 R1 r# V
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ o4 D1 C# A9 V E3 @. E
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
4 n! i3 G3 g( O> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
& ~* I" L$ J, `' a* J8 [2 U> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
4 m: _" E; G* q> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still/ E# B2 B) D9 }/ b) Y7 D. u& N# x
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and7 o$ B3 {# w8 r+ M% }$ {
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was3 L6 G, }& M& I3 p
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
* i* b/ Y) Q0 {> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
2 I$ m8 x8 a. ^2 e4 ^. k* z) C% x& R> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
( ^3 Q N5 k/ ]3 I. F/ X2 |, u> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be7 e8 X. X+ i' u9 {5 s3 f
> next at bat., S. {& p3 [: a9 H6 z7 o" y
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. |& \' M* m2 N3 S' I) t1 D> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
, r! w, B. B, R2 j5 [/ w; R> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
3 G c5 p4 |5 S5 Y> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,% `& b( F: G) D
> much less connect with the ball.
7 z6 q) Z: k$ \# Y! b> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
/ F3 @7 @+ Z2 I* u6 x) P> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved( n0 _- Y$ G( p
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
; ^% o' ]; R; {5 |# S> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
: C, N( G3 w, _: s6 F! y) n> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.5 q8 n( e' P) H# W+ y a
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball: @. K7 P) O- i( E% m
> right back to the pitcher.$ o5 m5 {$ S2 ~- J, i% w1 m6 F
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
( K0 b( e' L; j7 h' y> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been: C2 |; z. J3 Q3 Z
> 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
) I6 z, T5 D8 e> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
: c$ g9 P) D2 }> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
+ ]9 X; O; V, |> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
6 K$ r) M9 z0 O; O- r> wide-eyed and startled.
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: X# i, E6 Z- G! s: ~; A" e> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay) Z7 c9 d' s: w5 \+ j
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
$ Z; m( i9 o$ k/ t# m% i: S2 f> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had/ ]2 }. i2 W. d, `4 l5 f
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
5 p$ z/ {1 L' r0 v8 B' U- `/ \1 o> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the! e# F9 X3 y0 y7 r
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,8 x1 t/ d; M+ ~7 g O8 ~* l8 @
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's! G( i! e$ z d- G
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
! D; J" B. W, c> circled the bases toward home.
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( g' u7 r$ t6 Z7 k3 \! B> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'8 j- ^; C' c: Y/ C" A
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) q; R: E) k: c' ?. z; W> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
2 @$ C2 ], a7 f9 M7 j' f$ K> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!0 c) s9 a0 t( ?3 e
> Shay, run to third!'3 d; {; g' q! d5 ?7 D
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
3 q# V% I1 W6 p, g% f3 {> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
- z& [' Y \! i$ C> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the% E; m7 C. x$ C+ U
> game for his team.8 y$ E7 I5 L# G8 `7 {
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% ] o3 X6 ]! P> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,9 h& N. r( M1 L1 n! X9 R! c8 Q
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never4 _% T P# a2 q, Q3 O2 D
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
+ G8 Y, h3 ~ G> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!0 l4 H9 U+ e! N8 `* [% }8 e- h
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5 W. f5 G6 w8 \) o> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes! D( W' h1 t& D( \" `5 j( S
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending' ~6 ?( y! X& s! |
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
: I& P# f7 V/ f: z) @> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
3 N ]- y4 U7 i. j> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces., ], u) g" S1 z, `! ~) C: H) d! e
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: Q0 O; D" J- A# s: q7 _% O> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
: L" o0 g& n# f0 \1 W1 }> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the" E8 W: P4 i7 O9 I- \
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who, r8 H3 V$ D0 N2 u% {+ t
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
* V; G- |" r7 N8 g> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
2 U7 B6 a: m6 R$ j7 T; m> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
* ?! L6 ]. \2 u, L( u; |1 j% ~6 a# n> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
L) ^' ^, n4 G' ?> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little$ {/ {" [7 N8 M
> bit colder in the process?4 v2 k/ q6 y( y- T% p
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' }" n, J4 h5 B' Q7 g> A wise man once said every society is judged by8 a% D$ @( @1 |7 y e
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.3 `8 m# W) p* S/ P5 {
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1 n; |/ u1 o2 N* C7 {6 C( ?> You now have two choices:7 Z. F! {% C/ p6 Q$ V" |/ P B
> 1. Delete6 Y. Z; i, T6 }, [- O5 F
> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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