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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
6 M9 c; B6 A$ t9 z9 N& \> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
U) w% p6 P- u9 g& ?( _$ O> same choice?& R" D: g3 ^1 X" F: D# n
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,6 b( x, o! m! n- L4 B# @3 C
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
' Y$ h2 l5 t- G9 ~! C" R4 ~> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
& S$ ~% b9 Q% C5 B' I4 R+ H1 S& f3 j> staff, he offered a question:( O9 d( |9 X8 x- v. `
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
C# |- b6 v$ Q> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
( ?) h( U5 H: d4 O7 A$ V# {7 P> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
* z9 Q, X% Q- y6 B> natural order of things in my son?'2 m9 J) Y, V" O3 ]( [. H: {
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@/ b! E2 K/ i8 v6 m9 f> The audience was stilled by the query.4 j, k; H3 B, t* O9 J
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
. r+ `5 q% P, j* c1 o4 k> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize' u6 K+ h; h. C) a( B8 @
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people" W+ O0 v) d% L/ M& B; ?& J" N
> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:0 Q5 L% u# P% v6 F
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4 i+ y+ O( v# T& y> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were5 g% n$ C- a5 q5 t2 t
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
/ u" x" ]+ \- U2 i+ |> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their' _ Y7 g @- M9 u% X& h# E$ [+ x
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,/ j7 o: O$ y$ J! S
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
g4 z3 I3 ]5 r4 n* q> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.0 B! W7 s: \! a9 c/ a* t; n' f9 M" K
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
# N, e! ~4 S$ {> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and" F' D6 J, B( ^! d6 z2 n, X
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I e0 @3 ]; i: m% x# z' K Z
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth% d5 w# |( n6 b$ J7 s2 d+ o7 ~
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
. V% R) X5 ^+ @6 Z> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in* i& Y" {8 f) ^5 R/ X$ [
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the! N: n- l" P! ]5 w6 {3 B
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still( d& ]1 B4 ~( q# l# e/ p% T
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and% `9 A, j3 x* S9 \2 N
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
1 Y( t K# f5 v' g Y> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from: v8 a( D- b9 x( ` J9 B
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the/ `: \7 [; _/ e
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
- k% X% v" g' C9 l4 _> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be( C) d; F$ r, M2 t
> next at bat.! C6 C" ?" D& c( L; W6 G, `' {
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( \9 t& e: M$ w$ `9 _: c7 o> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
! S# H |$ F9 [8 j4 q& Q> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all8 k8 @. @0 f) g4 R6 y; `
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
; U( f* N2 ~$ ?+ D! V; p> much less connect with the ball.
* [: |" @$ z: S. ^ ?> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
3 ]/ K h: ~* v# v> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved4 w3 d) Y8 X7 j* W4 y& y
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make3 X- C% b" x# L. Z
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The& K5 q N# ]- D7 w2 {
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.. A8 e% N: Z1 R
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball7 U5 `9 Q+ [: g4 S3 \1 e1 E. A
> right back to the pitcher.
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3 @; N) n$ \9 }4 k2 U7 g: j. z> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and/ j0 G M2 k& N8 k
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been6 e. u+ q5 F+ [: a3 i
> out and that would have been the end of the game.) v4 T: f4 k7 G0 y! }8 Q
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out: O9 d& K$ f2 i% s2 Y
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
! F( o# d2 Y6 w' w: A! S6 A3 ]> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
* J( {) ] x1 X5 l$ V4 I" B> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,: D. r7 F4 I ~$ U2 k! H: i
> wide-eyed and startled.
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7 ]" L- p6 @' n$ c9 T> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
1 |) W h% b9 Z6 I: Q& P, `! e> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
1 i; r% j( q, H5 t' O> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
9 Q& E5 \9 I" J' G> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to9 T% O6 a8 u# D7 O% f0 @ l
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the4 k+ ]0 s. ]. q$ ^+ M3 J- [
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
9 x& t0 Z) T: t* R+ D! D2 H, v> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
3 l! S, t: J/ z% W9 [' a, f, u> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him) j$ w4 Q1 C0 N* k/ P( f$ A: i) O
> circled the bases toward home.
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& ?& R6 I ~: Y! W- O> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'2 u. r v; Q8 v, ~0 b2 l0 e: P/ P) ]
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7 J/ R" W1 D9 H! z/ o> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
4 K4 ~2 `: a$ E* H7 \! H1 R> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
$ ]8 C% x `( a2 N' m> Shay, run to third!'" q% D9 ^. f# K5 Y, L) r0 n+ F6 n$ e
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
, z5 }9 \5 Y% u& R! Q> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped, k: h% t+ R/ V/ O. V0 w+ a" t+ X
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the4 C9 r0 S0 B: T$ m- @ z+ A
> game for his team.! @/ A" ]$ f; n% Z- G2 Z
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- Z+ d! }8 j" f" ]> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,9 B5 N/ k$ ]: M$ b
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity6 U$ J: s& p6 T4 H& |
> into this world'.1 m, z' X6 {; U
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never) C/ f# _9 v2 M6 j2 |
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and6 }9 d+ P: | B4 r: q
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!) a7 O. W/ H! Q" W; \
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1 w* i$ h1 `* g> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes% S4 V% a) C7 O* J+ m2 Q! `
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
2 u- c. Z E/ q& T# N$ N+ v3 g> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often9 _, n# M F9 a2 [- d
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
* a2 s6 m9 O; X- J6 n- R> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.! H/ m5 W' l3 m$ ? y6 L: a& w
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5 J0 u# j5 h! }# Q# [* S" V> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
# B! U- d6 o1 T5 P! O> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
6 }# ~- q0 w& p6 J> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who, {, w" w; x" @
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have; r( _% g: X4 R3 I0 \ R
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural) u" J) E1 T0 Q
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
5 Y8 F6 v, P2 r+ ^/ [> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and, Y6 d# }% E5 ^! |' W4 _( g
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
/ X8 i: ?6 Y/ @% S( i> bit colder in the process?7 x% N- M E6 i5 Q' S0 B
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by: y' g2 a: ]# B; B1 n
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:: Q8 x- e: Q# ]$ p
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> 2. Forward8 t; k( C' f) d5 [" k
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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