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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
4 p; g- Z% c7 H: u/ G" R5 ~> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the, q; x' J# }) T5 n
> same choice?9 u" G0 ?4 C4 \! y
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,/ c) x# ~+ W7 J% O) \9 [/ g
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 @( M# c& y' C! c G0 V! d
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
: |2 c6 {$ \9 @> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
- ?4 k7 L- M; G: Q> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
! ?, V8 h) L0 q; X* p% A+ S# c> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the$ H* h3 K/ n3 S7 q; C
> natural order of things in my son?'
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/ T1 b! h, S1 I+ I> The audience was stilled by the query.
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0 ~) g% q, t1 O$ V6 B4 @> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
7 e k2 Z; Z8 ]> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize' u2 m" U3 e# F# F
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
; k2 ]+ x( b; k1 G> treat that child.'
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; ]. u: Y7 f2 L. F8 V9 J> Then he told the following story: r3 w5 j3 ~8 p" l" l
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/ D$ L# c# s* T( i! r# z" P> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were7 D2 Z% Z" n, ?4 q' N" B: R
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's* s1 e* _' h# K+ d( {; v0 C$ e5 ?
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
. k+ n* t$ t6 h. q! Y6 k2 V> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
; l- |4 n2 h4 K1 H> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
2 v! @' {" b7 P3 D" u( x> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.7 P+ z6 R& x, j2 O, D J: ?. M
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
3 D& u8 y* g9 M$ Y0 D6 k4 U> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and& e' y; ~$ J9 d( F( Z4 P& ^
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
8 z2 @" N& }: ` A> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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7 K1 h" A, L/ [1 T. X1 ^% z s> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
& f% I! f7 J& ~8 b: P& f> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
L$ n3 |6 j" Q' V9 e5 W# _> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
7 d$ h" j$ A) o> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still2 K. h3 P! q+ V% f2 H
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
5 y" U0 A5 O/ o" c# A F6 o+ w( U% m. P> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
" z: d+ O4 H% W3 i9 J> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
& ^8 n' j0 U, x1 h> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
B. e" ^! @6 [% n- {# ^1 e# I> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
7 D* @8 S% [0 |- F> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
9 ]7 r# y, D: V: F9 j0 c( f5 N> next at bat.
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' C& G, r0 j' `" \3 C2 L6 y> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the* [& m! R% c! ]
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
, R' J2 N8 J7 T> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
% x6 Q2 y- T" i1 o h> much less connect with the ball.
8 g v S+ Q; N/ Y( Z1 S% L> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
9 b1 V$ K* f) q+ c1 P+ ?> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
) Q) }* x8 f3 [3 u5 J3 e( M& q> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make" l7 D8 H% {" h: K) E7 c3 {6 B8 r
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
: \( U0 g8 v( [' n" s> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
9 ~, {* ?7 ]2 W6 |. D4 b k> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
7 p8 C, U5 P1 m* C' L> right back to the pitcher.
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0 @; m$ @4 s: W' c% @4 {> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and, Q. h) B& s+ Y2 q
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been0 g# |9 I+ M: \2 @3 y
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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3 B0 v1 @! }7 P$ a% W% k> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
2 @" g7 u9 _( H0 e1 |9 y> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
4 N7 Z/ i5 ]+ m3 [> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever0 Q! E3 J3 N6 L* {$ d
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,1 I, Z( X4 w- L/ W7 C& f
> wide-eyed and startled.- Y* }5 e6 m0 s+ x. Z
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
+ Z2 T X; a) A! K7 C: D7 e/ m> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
: q( z- X9 X n6 b> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had y5 }9 m8 r# O: T- A2 z2 \
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to5 k5 W' w& g3 X0 A! {, @; n1 v. z
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
4 J( r- r$ x9 `4 m) Q- d> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
; C; S X3 I$ K/ j3 O! F, b> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's! L6 c1 F& v( [4 B% d
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
b7 m F' M) J8 [; d9 Z> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'8 U4 Y- T% M5 A* q2 L( H0 o
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0 v2 s# G! w1 f9 P4 o> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
' G! b1 q; J: D& Y7 M# I> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!% M ^# s% E9 i8 M8 Y
> Shay, run to third!'& w e G7 x( h8 ?& {5 e
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on3 ? l0 R: U9 x% r
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
0 Y/ q$ O. z& X( g> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the+ D. B8 ~9 \" G. N
> game for his team.) |4 i- n; z" x2 y5 b8 w
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
; |6 b& R9 ?& [: C* b> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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8 m$ H8 k% k3 t, M$ |* g> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
& A# m1 R- c. s> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
# A/ o7 I o' S4 [7 u1 b- p> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes6 I6 T* s; N6 F6 M9 c7 Q2 f- K1 b" w
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
4 x( W/ _2 Q# ?5 @9 F. a# E> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often. }) @' `: R+ }# Q4 ?
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
- x8 m0 z! g' |6 {> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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- b6 q; r3 b" {. Y' c) t> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're) e" J2 n* m! ^4 q! _2 i, W
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
4 u1 z% r- u' Z( }- w/ P> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who. e) r& }6 }0 i+ L- y/ r
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have* ^0 F# P/ I: f4 g7 _+ y
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural$ L3 c" y4 H+ m, O! \
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
6 h) G6 R* o1 M7 e4 T: j> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and% e9 u* K6 H1 d: V
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little: S; J& g; O" ~6 ^* ]' Y* _
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by! Y9 G+ i# x2 C. B8 s8 J9 T) K
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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