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Two Choices
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# i3 }( l8 d% a3 g7 W( a> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
$ d" W) \! i9 j2 P/ g; s# w> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the! R4 Y6 d9 W! Z8 _9 p
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
$ y+ o# [% |2 o; d) i2 D2 ^> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be* o; y" x- J& Y3 d8 T/ q- {: c
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
s% e7 U" v) \5 I1 z# [. Q> staff, he offered a question:
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6 a) e5 F X- g) T0 Q$ C> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is0 j+ P5 Z9 p( r# Y* z- G2 S
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
, U s j" ^2 j> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
, E d# F# m4 K& a> natural order of things in my son?'$ i, S/ X f- e/ B8 q( Q. b( H
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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2 B3 R c9 b6 ^8 ~: Z% Y% g$ g! k5 `> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
2 v7 f" b! w3 P: i> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize1 }8 ^0 U# |( P2 f2 f$ ^- P, N
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people, q2 d( `4 }: `' j8 v. q' r
> treat that child.'( j. k# o- P8 \% x) y
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b7 ]& D0 [/ J4 g4 G! A0 v. ^> 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+ N) N+ H. y0 G/ j3 @4 E, R; K
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's! Z4 @3 t* f9 y7 |
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their3 x) a9 g) W* P' l R! X
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
* F9 C, i; M8 {! H9 f7 n& T> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
4 o/ ?# h8 R- R+ v( e. @6 C> 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
0 n, K8 s$ o. a! M% ^ i/ o8 I# i> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and3 X/ T# K' p; P
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
6 d: c. _ F8 X, T$ A/ `! c> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth) M! J$ a" f- r- `4 a
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a" n) X# K/ S4 U* m5 [2 K5 Y0 e
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
5 ~$ G( i1 w' J0 a> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the9 j4 `+ u4 o& [& O1 R4 I: g
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
, p7 k' ]/ t3 g# ]% ?> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
3 X w$ f( J* C1 t> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was" [7 y4 f. A) q; c- w8 P8 C2 K
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
& V% ^* |+ o) G* L! m1 @> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the. S7 q2 d- ~1 |$ \# C3 j: E1 T
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases5 ^7 Z" l& }7 V$ Z! H7 A
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
+ e' K' [) V( d, ~' J ~> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all) ?( M7 F, Y4 n; ~- a3 V4 q& l: I
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,# b9 Y+ t7 n% X. r
> much less connect with the ball.
* c; M, |6 j" H' U, O> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the( o( V& f5 s, j& Q' o' V8 K' f
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved# {& ~% f9 }6 Z+ p, b
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make2 Z- g3 @# g' k9 [. {0 M7 ]
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The( |* @/ i. j! a+ B1 I1 f3 J$ Y
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
9 S* r Z' c9 k> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball# d) K( T) ` W7 T
> right back to the pitcher.
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7 r6 X6 |) r# n& x- T( J' V> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and& Y+ ]8 Q7 o# H2 X( T# \, E. D$ A
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
$ C' G( c+ [( ~> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out% |. `' ^! M' h; ?5 o7 B
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started; c1 Z) O6 a; o+ k
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
9 F& }& `% ~& J! c> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
0 M; r# Y$ A- E. U3 b> wide-eyed and startled.
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7 l) Y) o h8 l" l9 f/ j' [0 ]8 j> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay$ x% e' Q9 |7 j6 [2 v
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
. f5 ^& G6 r0 \- J$ y; U0 ^' X> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had/ [7 k, j8 V3 U) M
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
6 z' u* m- d) D: s2 t$ K, e1 B> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
+ W8 b$ Z6 U5 [> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
* H- j- N+ p2 b, o! ]> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
# b/ _; Y+ g4 I# I> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
- H8 _1 m& F( s, F> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'5 S4 i6 w3 M# H3 a `# v( Q
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
1 x3 \( ~4 G" o4 M1 c1 z> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!6 m5 p' @ F3 o$ _& ]7 c
> Shay, run to third!'+ `" C4 Z. Q9 A8 L+ U9 {
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on4 }* b! C: }5 C6 A& ?& l7 i" \
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
) T, e8 y. ~6 p& g! k0 X> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the+ J! ]$ k4 T7 u$ S6 U5 U- M
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,% m* Z( y# E* Y0 ]
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity3 k; A9 L! a! z
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
& H! {! N% I5 X8 y. H% |> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and; m0 `! l8 L! p4 K0 K' g
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!2 l+ |: O1 S, e9 \" k( {
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes0 _1 ]1 }! x; ~' G$ K7 t! Z
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
+ n; p0 m9 {; b! z5 k! e0 \5 D> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often' I- E/ _! W/ Z' a6 K4 l7 _
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency" s4 x; F1 X" P6 h, Q
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.( K0 g: l' {% h4 }7 I3 U/ |) M* W
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're* x2 l/ f; Q: O; s" a# E
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the- _. ?, U/ A# b$ F/ I% ?
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who! p2 ]7 w2 L& u0 H# m7 m
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
: s: G( c7 Z/ w5 d) C) P> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural o9 g" p! h$ K/ s" `, F
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
3 g: O- g# R7 ~$ u) s8 D, c> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and. Z5 g: `: D% `, A
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little: |* h9 w. k; J) |1 P6 V
> bit colder in the process?) ~. d3 D2 f; w8 o; L2 j. ~& F
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- t [7 V0 S# }1 U/ y. e0 X> A wise man once said every society is judged by
- D# a: [5 P4 H! ~> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:8 }# t* a9 u! {' g% ^; ]9 a$ ^
> 1. Delete' d: U/ {5 i) V+ |6 B: [
> 2. Forward w4 J; O; \+ H! G1 V1 m2 ?) k
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& V5 N, p* t3 D8 O2 S3 r" q> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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