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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,3 U: j7 G8 l, ^# i2 w2 t
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
4 `" _0 `, a3 a> same choice?
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8 {, n; R9 Q8 s. M, r a> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
$ q$ g( O6 Z2 m2 C> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
0 b( J- E$ N% V9 E$ I) j# v> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
8 q3 V! I( v* T3 v( F( P> staff, he offered a question:
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( T% O! n/ [2 ^9 a7 L% j$ p* p> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is- b( I5 g6 v, M9 V: H% B5 Z2 e
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other" x: t3 |' k/ J7 j8 e0 G
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
5 E% ~8 B7 c G> natural order of things in my son?'
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' e; z( l6 \4 b) W+ ]1 ]/ y Q> The audience was stilled by the query.
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4 W/ ~8 f8 u: V9 g" I- i* \> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
( S. S6 g3 q' o> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize) A* Z- K+ C& I8 G3 {
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
% \% d f" ]* \+ h+ W> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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$ S9 U9 r$ G4 S0 o9 t' x> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
* K0 B7 n1 t5 H" t# Q' T> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
2 h/ v4 ~3 q3 p, u w> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
) N! |; @4 `; X" D> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
) R. m9 q& L" f2 Y> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be# l* R% D& e) i5 C% v/ ~+ }
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.3 T% V9 U; U, k' r. [- A
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, }, Z( D' P6 k$ Q7 r8 M; g> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
: y. r6 V5 A" P9 V> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and. D4 L7 f0 A8 c) ?
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
; p0 O6 ?3 i8 ?/ _> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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) N" W# M: Z$ j> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
- C3 B: }3 o7 M1 c6 N: \9 L> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
+ b4 [/ t# _; E$ {$ c> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
; A# ?& f! ^ L7 q3 X. Q2 Y> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still% U$ r1 }' _* G* L4 w
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and5 @) d: D1 q8 A0 Y" f
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
, ?4 O9 ^2 J: N( k$ I7 y( C> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
! H8 s+ b& B1 M$ k7 m> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the/ d8 e I* e& j) U$ V2 c3 m
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
1 J% G2 z. F! P1 t% g1 I+ j' Y> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
/ Q2 N+ c% ~: K; R: X7 N: X" I" `> next at bat.- m* V" \7 N) t- p* f
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, D9 R6 l5 O r9 z> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
6 z, z& m5 U+ ^) e' N$ z7 Y> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all$ r5 o8 A% V) B4 x3 n: I
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
& S5 u' o+ a8 p( P! v5 t> much less connect with the ball.6 T2 I- g' r" D4 p
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
: U7 [, F/ p0 @- ?> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
- ]4 @/ q6 B: [! V> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
u0 ^" N6 P! W6 ?" Q: V. N> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
4 _6 P% W, u0 K. W+ q> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.5 x7 g/ |; x: C, N2 {) R j! e: s
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball" a1 l- m+ n" u& M
> right back to the pitcher.7 C6 w2 c5 M: \5 p
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5 [3 S; M/ C6 m0 x0 g, s3 c> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
. ?$ s) K. S& r8 i) K. {% G> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been7 Z2 G# I& O z) r) @. ]
> out and that would have been the end of the game.) M7 L* |/ p* G E5 S: l' I2 H
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out, k2 U$ X6 N& k& k# I0 \
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
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> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,3 o8 J# s0 c4 o8 J; f$ N$ x; w
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay1 E3 V- h7 \$ W; G1 @# R2 a: V
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
) D' T- u( ]4 z> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
+ s0 W! E! Q1 Q0 B! d> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
# k" ~: G+ M& @ _, d> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
' m* w4 A2 F! R' ^> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
' m5 \2 z. P' P4 R$ _# B> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's" |, t9 y w* E# A8 y/ a
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him) A; t+ u V1 m; \
> circled the bases toward home.
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8 \9 ?7 Z; X0 S! W7 R' Q> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by: H4 @/ q( H7 e
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!2 L' k3 W+ d- [, z3 Q7 i
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on. t/ f$ S* M( i; G& H
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped! R3 d) |! S' {% `
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,3 j4 R* c# K" x- X4 \
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity, T7 j" J7 ]" N' }, B. l' a- `
> into this world'.( w1 g/ j; ` ]! H0 C. J- g" P
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. Y) n5 [4 ^' M4 m# }3 L> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never0 F8 i- B3 C7 n2 ?9 f. M, T1 |
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
/ A) c! O0 n: E3 K& _! ^" _2 z! q> 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
, X/ l/ {* Q/ H! v( v3 s> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
; u, ?. L7 P/ b( S3 q8 D( J> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often, K9 W/ ]8 {% e5 N
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency; w' z9 \4 k. [! }
> 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
% i" ~) m1 K/ u% F2 ^/ ]# R# Y$ F> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the2 s. l! v/ |( x: z! M
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who0 E3 k; m, ~' l. G1 e: f' E
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have- y: Y$ v/ T6 i& a0 H
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural8 d, g& L9 |5 c, S
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
1 e, f7 v+ x3 d> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
( E3 U1 h7 F: y4 t2 y3 ~4 v> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
, h+ N v3 I1 M' B5 {8 L> bit colder in the process?
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3 l* n8 Q+ z( F8 D- n0 w> A wise man once said every society is judged by i+ v: B/ Z7 X
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.. C$ P2 Z8 G2 |
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" W) S: S1 F- ^1 Y# k> You now have two choices:
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) B9 p; ~- x& u+ a4 y> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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