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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,. @7 i! b, H! D
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,0 P4 w# `" _0 p
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be) A" k9 L9 O4 r7 y }2 \* j7 O' C! I
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated$ _' U" G+ o2 S$ d1 I# R+ h8 n
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is5 `$ w# ^( ^5 k' N7 ]( y
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other0 D, A; O1 S' I0 K
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the+ a: ]7 Q0 _% t: d- s
> natural order of things in my son?'+ T- {$ B6 w q- J7 m# ~. v" O
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! R" J3 t& N, m> The audience was stilled by the query.. G \& P* S G, L9 ^7 p! v
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4 m6 r: c8 Q' v3 |> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
0 k, G5 x) F! N5 b( e- j% g> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
8 n5 R* ?+ B. @4 K! @" ^> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
- D0 Z: y0 Z4 o5 d+ R$ f+ C> treat that child.'
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& J) o/ T4 G4 x& R2 u> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were( A( e% V+ o. j; p9 c# }) D
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
: L1 r/ m. Z5 F i' R/ W9 z> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their1 k* ~- n/ X8 U& R6 {5 c
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,% k* P& a. }) @/ u
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be6 t! d$ U4 a# c3 J
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
. A5 L" w! k% a3 B8 l* X! r4 o> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
2 [( p3 B$ h; H> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I% j. t2 v# o" J
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth A* A. X3 k" S0 R) E
> inning.'
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/ ~0 d# c) Z1 x3 h3 f> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
2 Y4 O: M4 [8 C> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
L5 C" [" X# v, T% `8 g> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
( k3 U" m1 {1 b> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still+ y3 j2 C9 h$ ~8 ]( J/ L/ E5 R
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and) { z+ m" }9 E+ M& N8 @6 D- H
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was Y0 E& Z; L! ?8 J: s
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from1 K( M+ g9 E: W c# {3 n
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
4 A2 N! h0 `" o) [' G% m- |$ _& D: k> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
+ Z4 R. Z2 y( p2 j9 f% `> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
+ _+ r. o7 R, ~> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
! k/ A/ b- B$ \- i> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
4 k, p4 G/ P# p* X& \* X> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,0 F6 Q4 J* R. I: F
> much less connect with the ball." `' A# W4 a# G4 U9 R/ S F
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
5 q& E" l4 o( X& V0 N8 @& p> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
: j! C2 I& W4 j- C+ X> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! n0 ?$ B E4 w" A! R: Z0 o g
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The( R ~5 F* p- Y) G ?
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
( E' e2 t) M4 L> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
( [/ C, G& Z) r1 R> right back to the pitcher.
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2 m9 X0 L- M& p! s8 p+ G> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
3 u l: m7 n* g' w( `> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been8 e, w( {3 u- Y0 G2 O: ?
> out and that would have been the end of the game.+ x, e" U4 a* `& N) D4 Y
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1 ?' ]; `+ W3 j> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
! q7 y* n6 h. Y) c> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
& m f' n# D' r2 ^5 k4 y> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
: M1 f/ I- y7 ?6 T0 y> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,# `, d% _. W, @$ O" @. N4 d
> wide-eyed and startled.( F" D+ `6 k- q2 D- ]- G
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9 d9 D! P o+ @7 w9 t7 d> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay, S0 p6 X2 _+ ?7 c$ ]% e+ z. o
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the! C2 V6 V% r( U |( }* y1 b
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
* b/ f9 C) r2 u6 h2 u- ?> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
; I2 K3 c, K5 o" T; ^/ @> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the# h6 w/ b1 l R4 Y
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,* | M" P/ r9 ]' U" S
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
- J$ ?. A7 M+ u; M* |> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
& y. m+ }6 _7 d; z2 ]# s> circled the bases toward home. }' H4 p3 T' b7 N) a a
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j [+ H' R8 B# l> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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. Z( n! Y, Z/ o2 H$ ?- U> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
' G5 s% U: m$ i! M4 a( j) t. z> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!5 i) a: N9 i6 y7 \+ i2 I
> Shay, run to third!'3 c8 g" U2 U. x# ^
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on( L% \4 V8 Z4 L+ |9 [
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped: W4 ]" L& F+ i7 e* A
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the7 d. q2 p# ]5 O0 x5 l
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,) ]+ m; ~3 ?: X, i4 w1 j5 X
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity' B" b: R1 A6 u" p: u' x
> into this world'.2 O2 P! L& q* n7 {, b
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never; |' R7 x) j) y) l0 q2 B
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
% p4 g$ C& Y- D> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!. c' m) I0 i( M+ e* @8 B
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6 e ?& F0 F, L7 A8 d9 t> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
0 C" D2 k5 {9 _1 d> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending/ S- R: c3 r/ Z+ @8 X2 h
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
* }" g9 k+ {4 n% o> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
* S9 ?9 {/ Y! d0 V8 h' X! f* T" J> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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+ f2 x& C6 i+ X/ S! O# q5 T> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're0 u! k' x; z& N1 I6 K- V
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
& [. t: I0 O% D1 Y> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who& I, L/ z0 c# A0 c2 G
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
2 y b/ W: R5 M1 W! I* q> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
! S: T) b8 E& y& x) t8 b% F> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
6 }! w- j& N& x# }! b0 M> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
. i6 O4 y. M$ O* h5 ^> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little W+ ]1 H" Z, b! Q2 ]
> bit colder in the process?
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5 g2 {8 X! R6 ^; y( d( X8 ]3 ^9 p> A wise man once said every society is judged by
; M: d! X4 A T> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.5 T! ^5 T9 _" i1 Z" \* e! u4 I
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> You now have two choices:9 Q4 u) C+ H Y) y$ `
> 1. Delete
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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