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5 L; b8 |$ j7 r4 G: c> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
( Z; J& ^+ \+ ]> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the1 n4 B7 C; k% J6 v% @2 i5 b9 C g
> same choice?4 C/ Z& ?, ~ R2 ?0 r/ g- m' b! L
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, q1 w5 G+ h! W! r$ f> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,% f! R' A; } x; f
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be% K0 Q) l {# F/ a( R5 R$ R
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
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8 @( |( D' W6 _, [6 s> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is" G8 ]) R, I" ^# |; Y
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
0 z7 B1 s) b! S& D' ~2 u. o> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the$ r* d, ^; o, p& F( f% L) {! K
> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.) E4 f$ i8 U4 n) Z1 K; y" E; K, Q
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically. J6 T+ f4 C, M5 Q0 v! s2 g. d1 W( ]
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
: D6 `& Q+ D2 B! w> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people, ~2 T# b+ I3 L. H9 [# R
> treat that child.'1 L5 e" {9 E4 p B$ c/ ?: V3 I
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/ H4 M4 ^: q7 b0 |3 C> Then he told the following story:
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* A+ N. U9 j1 `4 j n> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
: Y) T6 b' c% S/ g> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's' R8 S) ~- B7 Q) z: X- s2 w
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
5 ]5 H$ R6 s! C5 E7 m I> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
( s0 \* u- e7 b9 c6 U# C! q# ]> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( Y. B! c+ N3 J4 I, r9 m
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.0 {, i- y& Z5 c. @( Z
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not9 E5 T# D3 m* U0 I7 O2 t: h; {. `
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and5 X1 F1 [3 n4 G+ A+ P
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
9 d1 N/ p; Y) g7 A2 I> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth4 e. _) Y+ y# b( L
> inning.'
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, S u4 [9 [ O |: Q> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
3 b: j+ z; v/ t W> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in: k D: k- I9 p- I5 d
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
% B: C; T1 g1 N; u/ R9 C> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still M/ `( ~' ?" p1 j0 I
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
$ i$ P, w$ s* W% A- C4 `& E* M> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
" K/ i3 R1 ^& k& Y+ @- {> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from" n( {) S# q" `/ U
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the' q" i1 M& [' h1 Y
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases3 u$ q3 z- U1 x0 k
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
0 |7 Y7 G( t c) ?> next at bat. \1 {: d& R: `' a% f y
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1 q3 ]4 }* Z% K& v1 k% ^- C> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
5 x) l# H3 \: D5 B0 B6 S> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all& d' x; ?* Y$ i X! R1 {2 p
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,* P! O8 }2 h4 n& y
> much less connect with the ball.
- h; I. y. K G0 A6 i> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
0 k! }/ ?; w- I0 S, T( G2 A> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
% {$ R7 X2 P( r0 y% v> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make. n7 W& `& o7 b+ Q. @; z
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
2 Q3 M0 t$ N( [/ @> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
- a! Z( c: Q; G1 r. _> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
, x1 `: j- ] g5 o$ C3 r> right back to the pitcher.8 i, l0 q7 x8 P7 W6 y! C& Z* y
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and* r* E# S" x: b$ t0 t/ V2 S
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
+ ?( Y2 W! x" c0 u( q7 Z> out and that would have been the end of the game.3 ]4 h; v0 A1 o
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: @$ c/ }6 `0 r2 M' c, d> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
! J3 ?7 ^7 H# g1 l* |- r> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started0 H) b7 @( }' S3 w6 k
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever( e7 x3 U$ U( f0 e0 N5 t4 r: ~
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
4 e3 O/ x, f) l3 x- m> wide-eyed and startled.8 U( ?3 `* H( s6 F, |
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, |- Y- N- _. f3 V! M% p> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
( E d+ o b2 P* B4 x> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the- j# C/ }. \9 s( U# }
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
# p, V9 }* q" [/ S6 a8 J> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to+ g/ F/ |& ~+ Y) v9 s5 o
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the- \2 m( b. h) I4 Y5 f
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he," h3 p$ {; T1 J& f% _; r) f
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's& q- d! ]3 ?- E- o
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him y/ r% t* [' k0 ` W
> circled the bases toward home.. v6 l1 E" R; J3 g2 a T' }+ Y9 w
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( u+ k2 C1 _5 j1 i0 v' y& h: Q! F> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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9 k0 o# _5 N$ g) l5 V> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
' s! |, k) B, x/ F0 F( u> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!/ @' p5 b! P) \( Q8 C8 H5 F
> Shay, run to third!'
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6 t" Y' _& a+ N7 w8 |> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
. B" I( q& _& L5 X H, M> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
7 y6 u9 l# k! G% J1 K+ c" M> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the: i3 C0 D1 d, n- E5 Z! ^ [
> game for his team.
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7 D; A& V6 r. i. m4 P> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,. U) B- h* J' V( `6 a1 G
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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( g' R' S* h6 y4 s9 C, c> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
1 _* N0 Z1 X, Y( w& U% F( D> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
. w1 A9 k5 s, o/ p0 \- \3 p> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!/ R8 i7 `- M) J5 r2 u' K
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0 K1 Q8 |7 X# p) ~7 Y> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes9 R- f' H; V* R' G: s+ _9 O1 p
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending+ |% l4 E1 A" `2 R2 b. S
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
# D( _' C5 x. C> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
- \3 U8 M% d0 {$ j2 v$ r' Y> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.8 {- a. ^* L8 C/ m# ^- N: e+ C
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' M8 q* Q" I, z/ D# ~" N! d" J> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
0 v0 M8 Q) a9 j, L> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
) W8 ~- K' \3 }0 j> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
/ |* m* x5 y$ C$ { D! t> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have6 r0 E! Q) c3 o5 }0 D Z3 ?9 \
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural' n" s# K- g" l- h
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people9 |. E4 T0 W$ _9 e6 U7 C
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and/ }! v+ h; k( Y. H9 J: T; ?
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
6 E+ m6 U2 W1 o4 M> bit colder in the process?
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3 x' w, v) C* s+ W% c4 p/ s; V# L> A wise man once said every society is judged by
: j, J. Q7 j/ d4 F> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them., g- I k T3 z, c; l" U
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0 p" x' t& a0 e. I9 I l> You now have two choices:* [5 g! x( o- D d
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- @) o9 @: \- v* M+ I! _> 2. Forward
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7 `, h+ J1 e0 j6 n+ Q> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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