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Two Choices
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/ P- p& k' S% @ `* Z* K" B1 p> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
! C3 v* g b( o$ f4 y# w> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
" t& j3 B9 `' x# `) C> same choice?
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. J s* ]" I7 _7 M! \; ]> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
# I ^6 O6 g: n) k/ r4 z> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be7 q/ u% A$ l0 M+ J
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
* W# K4 W4 m) g6 I> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is. _& r* y3 a1 s$ o4 l/ z
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other8 @/ W# Q) V0 g! @5 s4 z
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the6 }. r( ~! K: E$ _/ m2 A/ }
> natural order of things in my son?'& A! R$ |: {$ s; ~! [, s: f
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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+ o( C' h- d2 G6 m6 M9 l> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically' y" N0 Q# D# e3 N. ?- w
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
) d T4 L8 Z$ F/ s, {> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
2 ~0 g4 q. U# _* Q5 J5 _6 h> treat that child.'
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8 g* n$ b2 j* u9 p1 t> 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
1 m4 @/ J& C; V! E- m j) t> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
' X, a7 X) G' _6 ]: r" ?> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
`- Q1 b* i6 R> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,: z) _6 D; w8 P$ o; s3 T7 F" p/ Z
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
* U Q2 R3 y7 K: V> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.- y n' w# D; |1 x, p
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e% b1 i5 D/ S, B$ d> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
; }* I [+ b7 y8 x& E5 v> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and3 r, D/ L4 V2 o9 f1 ^7 c7 z
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I, T$ v, A0 |7 [8 t1 t
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth& b% q& P3 ^. j' J5 Y
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
/ t, `+ p* n+ P V2 H> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
; h* Z. f' _5 }) A, t> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the& U9 Q; R5 I9 D0 _: y& E$ j4 }
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still9 S3 P% E7 O1 A+ L7 Z9 `
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
: ~' @& Z8 v2 y" R> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
+ [: j$ A; X; ]> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
7 F' l! }3 ^( x2 y> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the8 f+ {, F$ H3 |& M
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
' w: B& Y2 ~' O E/ w> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
! Z- C! u5 G$ R8 X> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the5 ~/ H' ]0 |- z5 D$ J% Z
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all7 H( y+ E$ V3 B8 l9 [9 p
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, |- h6 ^% s% r% r
> much less connect with the ball.
" O1 x' ?' J$ x9 c4 i+ f! e g> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
* ^: \ M$ m. a' N> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved" R8 ]0 H; I) l' F) f) H7 {
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
( j* [# V9 E$ n) _> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The' u7 k- e3 h* l. Y
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
( M' d3 P9 ~- Y; W& t9 ?. w> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball" F% C& u( s) R# Y8 Q' _8 ?% y
> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and2 T+ `+ \& r2 ?& @) B. \
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been! F" N5 r. g1 c! K: c$ z X
> out and that would have been the end of the game.& u7 \ A d+ K5 f+ T+ U# L( A
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- a( y: R4 {8 j+ t' `6 ^( g' t. K> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
3 G6 d' K* E8 S- T> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
4 E h& l: ~; l& C" i1 j/ ~) {> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever4 o4 _$ `9 D- f6 z& B& }3 ^
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,, s1 x; {2 F. x, e/ N6 ~# ^4 @% E9 F
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
# l* f: U2 f/ S% H( N> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
( M& _) [4 j P/ X; z( o: N% i> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
3 g' b0 H- p% ^: m> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
1 ?* X! v, F5 a; D) k> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
8 ]( W% B; m6 `1 q* w& s> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
; B! `1 B5 i* h4 l7 ^8 I7 ~8 ^& P1 K> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
% Q. j6 ~& z% n4 P3 u> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him, j( A t1 g7 J' k( c
> circled the bases toward home.- u9 s" c- x. G* Z
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, k7 W: E7 a2 N! w> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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w, l4 [& J. }7 w> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by8 v3 n o/ e+ S% e0 \; A. A
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! d% a3 p; R( u* \0 B
> Shay, run to third!': l3 T# U0 F) N1 h$ v5 ?
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on/ o- G; D$ `1 b* \) z% h4 l0 ~3 a/ M
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped6 n2 @% \" t! V c+ ~7 r
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the+ \3 _ y/ f: }3 q
> game for his team.
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8 H6 q5 m" a9 a+ [" P# a; a2 v" v> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
2 r) s' ^2 m' Y7 `0 r4 K; t> '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 never
. q* g* q, I7 { Z. o> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
. o; b4 ?3 e& z> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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! {% K9 c+ Y2 i( L& a* C" Y7 q! c' L> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
( z3 A1 t0 u% G h& y8 y> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending7 d8 B' l0 | L `) L( v$ }
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often8 ~, P- U+ f7 U0 M9 i. B. M; n
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
* c& U, T$ n# f( B> 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're; f! _4 k% N( ?/ O9 Y* E$ d
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
2 _' K& K! r7 U2 I2 p# s) M. V" T> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who& i4 i+ s. Z* C. |0 M1 R
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
& P* c% Z' z6 ~5 n) A6 B) A> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
7 f0 t2 L+ m$ `* K> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people5 \( Z2 R0 x: a$ m3 P4 L* a
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and' r9 d" H& G3 W; s: n3 C
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little* Q( @- i2 z) J2 t
> bit colder in the process?
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$ m; r% I) f/ |+ @+ {* [> A wise man once said every society is judged by6 ]3 {/ @* i4 E w& c
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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( E: c9 ~9 E4 z> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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