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& Z& j' S. R( t8 ^ f- I* V3 t> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
u- P3 u2 S0 q# }> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the, G" L) _$ j, g4 C
> same choice?6 E# y2 h3 u |- R' L
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated6 \. P, q; l6 t6 @# }
> staff, he offered a question:1 D* k& k. @* F2 ^1 ^
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is- Y$ O% e" G5 v g! Z0 ]3 r
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other. d, r8 m5 T$ W0 o, H
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
$ u: W0 N$ }4 j6 }% t9 K> natural order of things in my son?'
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- J5 X0 T+ p' P( F* |> The audience was stilled by the query.
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: F* s( O& M$ p5 \, [) h> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically$ G9 M4 N6 s }' x
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize8 ~, m; |6 d: Z) F; s. w
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people0 }; @1 O4 l1 s$ h/ U
> treat that child.'
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8 g- {. s7 M- _ V/ e: s> Then he told the following story:' \( R) a8 E0 {! y4 `
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3 |: l$ R# F: ]7 R' r4 r> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were k h( ^" b! A5 {9 |
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's0 z3 j8 M& {6 M7 k# s: P
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their; p2 o( P& u, U) X' d
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
4 i5 E5 L; \! ]* E5 V> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( }8 ?7 p0 f- G( n$ @) a
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.$ Q% c, W7 P/ o0 `$ C& e
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not8 l& t5 j9 ^3 D3 v7 ^" C4 v
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and o1 z* a y& q" q, Q9 y1 L2 ~
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I* i$ H% l, l! \( P$ k; V4 B
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth. d# N9 N* A* E6 F( [
> inning.'
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$ ~3 J+ f* y0 k> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a! j8 \* Z( t0 X6 Z: i6 R4 {
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
2 K! C& Y$ H7 ?9 \( \# f> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
* J0 I5 e3 @9 h z# v> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still& w9 u* J* [, T
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and1 Z" C! i' j/ \
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was0 w* R9 c6 F S+ u+ g9 H
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
% x" n8 p: f) M> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the7 r6 N! T7 y6 o' T$ _ W
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases7 |- O1 C1 a' d& X } a0 g
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
4 E$ [* W' j O, f5 C$ o> next at bat.# |) a h, {; L: V! H, ]+ M' r. o* O7 a
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the3 {8 p% Q. C4 [
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
3 {8 L( ?) I: i8 a> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
: n" a6 `9 G% L9 I u; Z( I) ^$ _> much less connect with the ball.6 t' c7 B( W2 D
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
- J& x7 i) A$ x% A3 ~0 n> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved# Y0 q j! \3 k3 H* n, ^3 z
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make# p" A$ I/ R% F9 ~2 I5 K Z
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The5 ~- o! M9 c, q. h6 }" ^
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.% J7 Q. }& C& R
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
5 G& l) }: C) Y- u7 o6 V; X$ F8 e> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and1 j- o/ ]( \; e; C
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been& H ^% N( Q! F, F! j0 k4 X
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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7 {% i! F0 [. D8 c> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
) N4 N/ P! g) m* T> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
9 @& v9 `' p/ K; j1 y5 x> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
* r& L0 w+ w/ y: j, L2 Z2 g> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,/ i9 K/ G% \ \ G' ~+ x
> wide-eyed and startled.
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& h4 I( d0 W7 ^! [& X8 w" j> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
# ]% D# z3 R2 K" w> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the( S( q1 }' r1 ^9 J
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had" w' S! Q. B- k
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to& M' j# I0 ~3 z( {6 Q) E( G+ Q5 \* `
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
- s' k9 A* Z7 ?; N' b> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
1 }2 _% g6 Y, p# R2 p" L! L/ e> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's8 j' v6 ]9 v7 `! B0 r6 P) n% o
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him. m, D' q5 U! b% b- H
> circled the bases toward home.
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5 w* [# @1 `- S> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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7 j, [) \+ C( w# F: W2 {* \> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by/ A" Y% a: j/ {
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( l5 B' a3 l. U3 s
> Shay, run to third!'+ f" ^& t0 d. s8 l( v% [' L+ K
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j U$ V' v/ w+ |> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
" n, ~6 [7 _& n: R> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
6 i( z3 u- P1 x- [9 O, Q> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the/ w4 ~; K/ f' V& s* J/ y
> game for his team.
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3 b9 M1 v* n" E3 s j$ G> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,7 j, E5 _+ {% E
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity X' B" ?0 R) [% [4 J4 r# s6 R
> into this world'.5 `* j; j: I( t7 J" X# D# C/ i
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
- r3 b7 @/ m% s* @7 }% S5 {6 ^> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and; Z/ f: u5 q/ C# J
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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5 D- I1 R1 O( v: A* k* e> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
9 u3 E6 s& z: V v( A> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending( p1 d+ x% g& [0 ~
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often8 l) f- n' T1 A' f. s
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency0 D8 ]8 c! G% E3 @* S H
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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: c! C# S3 c% z> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're8 K" s# t* ?! y; Y- t# D" ~
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the, @0 x" v- K9 N j+ T Q/ e
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who* L- G1 Z7 J# x, C
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have* z3 ^8 ?! r( t& e3 c" f2 \
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
8 s! |3 Z: S4 y9 r> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
3 N8 R2 A3 N4 d# d) `+ {6 w> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
# z- f$ D: q* H5 R- E2 @9 ?# l> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
/ p4 f* |1 Z" h! S+ @1 ~> bit colder in the process?( D+ o" V" P; k
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
' [/ Q5 f! E$ u) Q9 u( E: s> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.2 z/ h) `8 ]$ z/ ?) C6 a
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7 {, R$ [" x- a$ W7 b> You now have two choices:& L! }4 K0 Y! o
> 1. Delete
- d3 A" y: A5 s" X> 2. Forward$ W& N3 J3 ^. P3 v
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4 A7 j4 t0 u! D( i0 \, s4 K7 v5 a> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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