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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
7 u. L! |/ ~: ?! i> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
0 Z8 S" _" i( q( z, @. A+ E> same choice?
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" K1 ^. X& V: e) v# z1 W> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,, j! {. v9 F6 J" d- b5 l
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
2 Q3 }8 G3 ?/ o. o# U t3 B* S> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
( X0 k! C5 c0 [$ J6 n3 B! z0 Z# J> staff, he offered a question:( h8 a# g) \3 ?; t- l s, O
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3 N4 N* G0 |, n4 f8 D* V> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is8 D) j$ u. Z/ e; |% M1 O
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other Y9 y, V5 x7 r" k- t" N
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
( ]" R+ i- i5 W) A> natural order of things in my son?', h2 {1 R' l: |7 U ]; { f! M
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. `- c p7 e( \3 Z> The audience was stilled by the query.8 n. N' J! }) C* ~( O, x
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically% s( u7 y) p( G% j- P
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize7 k) q/ A) a( H8 |+ l0 S
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people ?: @9 Y8 H# S( \3 Y$ W; U
> treat that child.'# q- `% w$ p3 o
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> Then he told the following story:, G1 ]: S8 |0 q1 r
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
3 ~6 H' k% |; `' k% y0 i) W5 R> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
9 `7 N8 J) \" m& W> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
7 A( x# y' T3 D' z }) T> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,, i: J6 Q: w0 L
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be/ Y Z5 Y6 p7 V+ [" w5 L4 L
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.3 ]7 S# C6 z L3 I+ H! ~. a
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
" T5 N: I; [+ d8 o* Y4 X9 M" J> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and0 z( Z- f* `* _* l+ k" T1 b- I
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I! O! |0 z a& @4 c$ @) o7 N, F
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth2 J' I0 e9 x. n
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a6 z7 z1 @0 j/ D& B9 v
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
& u7 A5 A9 o* R7 L> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the) [' z* X9 P5 `* R
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still1 P) e4 |/ l0 \ {: q0 Z
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and; w# z Y9 O C4 _
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
( C( G# b7 y$ W3 r/ H> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
8 a5 v' l. G x2 j4 H! t> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
. o+ G* C( G: \- ^, l> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases6 A5 Q9 N/ D, r! g2 ~: t: Z
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be( Y. \8 ]% t5 R: F0 r
> next at bat.
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6 N. P+ j9 D( \; I- Q* T1 X" v, {6 X" i> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the0 Z- I' G9 R& }; Q* ~- e5 P* |( f6 D
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
/ ` w& r1 y$ c! `0 X> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
2 T, ~1 R0 A+ X' D> much less connect with the ball.
) b& Q0 {3 e# ?5 H> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
1 I6 X! O$ P( D( ^' O> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved4 T& i) v: S! W* ?
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make( P' E! L4 @! [2 w
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The5 r0 `. g1 f: z# a. }) B; L
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.% y" d$ u' X4 a- C0 m) F
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
" e$ ?# ]7 u: N9 l0 N9 c6 q> right back to the pitcher.
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0 b+ I- Z' l' ~> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and) u5 J) A2 s+ S }
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been. u' U; L3 y) Y8 O( w
> out and that would have been the end of the game.' J0 Y2 l& m* R$ b5 ~2 h
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3 y4 O" g# ?8 K H8 @> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
" Y+ J% {( H3 E$ ?6 u> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started4 B5 @5 r$ Z' l- q( O
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever6 X- K* `+ J; z3 F" z
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
) [! v" k' w/ F( x, [' j6 W> wide-eyed and startled.
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+ W5 p& y; c1 [6 z- j5 {5 T8 {* J> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
& T' @- _, Y) U, n5 I. n: o> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the( S% x9 O {# _6 G" o
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
/ j% h, U. M \. h( _: Q# c2 d% r> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
/ M/ A( K4 Z5 F$ U9 {> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the' R; i9 t) s* D) p
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,; g5 i; y) ~+ e B+ A/ S
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's4 g: o0 n6 B7 m$ L9 J9 j+ @
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
! B# k1 O' q x6 J9 X! G> circled the bases toward home.9 z7 `* J, d( B4 x* x) _1 J, {
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/ { c* ~) w! I% Y$ `7 @$ _> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'' R x5 J6 ]7 R3 ^: ?
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9 r7 r* [/ f: T8 N3 F% u5 ?# T" y> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
" t1 L7 w7 F/ U8 s$ x+ T1 r8 h$ w; N> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
+ b. b, {) m8 ~. `# O2 N> Shay, run to third!'( @0 S( @1 R1 }' p) e$ c
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on3 @- J" v( A7 b/ C3 h
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped$ g9 M8 ?/ X# ^/ w: S4 T. k+ k
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the' @ {8 b6 I- i: H- n% V
> game for his team.& ? @6 R I; l6 ^7 s: d9 `
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9 D0 v. ?9 H* A5 G; ^9 {1 l( @> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
4 Q ?( l; x9 V( ~> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity+ ]) H5 q8 z; v7 r7 y
> into this world'.
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. b5 E; {5 } o. o2 G- s4 o+ t> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never( B% Y7 w N' Z
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and I9 O4 R1 n' o
> 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 jokes
9 `( C7 j% h7 D8 g> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending/ E: |5 x$ L; \- W: r7 `$ {
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often2 R$ A2 Q6 w/ ]+ [6 T6 E; j
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
: f s3 q+ @( Z5 s& D4 C> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.5 F( u7 @6 T, A: L- D# T
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're) R+ `2 U- k8 n* a
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the, \* u/ j$ f: b1 k
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who" @% O/ I" X" E8 {0 R" A
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
2 J0 `, p7 B W/ y0 i# z> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural+ y9 O$ A: B0 C# X1 m# I8 d5 C
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people8 I/ Q$ T1 {* h7 [" c; a$ B( P/ M
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
5 ?. G' a+ G3 K$ b> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
3 ]' `5 ^& J \> bit colder in the process?
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- i+ u+ g8 ^, B3 B5 l6 R9 u# v> A wise man once said every society is judged by
( h) z& i6 _5 f4 }$ y N> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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3 d5 \: k/ H! v" m6 U& j> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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