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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
x# o. ]. E' k: q> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
. Z5 U9 }+ _, s0 v9 i> same choice?
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: u& l* V7 m6 K5 I0 @% P/ K> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
2 M: p1 w& C, F$ p! Y> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
0 S3 |, b6 w* |) ~0 |> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated' _8 I* M2 g* ~/ e4 Y
> staff, he offered a question:
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: C) Y/ @! `' [5 Z! F> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is% B& Y+ S6 Y* l* d) x
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
5 x0 x' F) Z9 b9 p* y> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the# P7 ]. g/ {; `" ~+ P
> natural order of things in my son?'$ a- C0 x% C+ o/ v8 U: L
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0 y) ~3 z0 w' r> The audience was stilled by the query.
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$ \5 S% m* g# P2 h. c" g" I( N> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
Z0 y, E1 n3 A6 F& w' U: X3 O> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize3 Q7 c/ o/ d/ x# m" F" |* ~
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people4 Z, }2 r& ]/ D8 n' L0 j% B; A7 T
> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:9 M& `) W( ~- l
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
& f' |4 k3 e! {8 W> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's( ~" X; H3 ?# {* V/ n1 {. N% y/ M
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their: ^% K- N3 r4 P( G
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
7 p% K( L' R. Z" j1 [% X> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
" I. A6 s" D0 o& K! b> 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
4 |; f6 o* d' B* l7 h) A' g6 q: S$ w> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
% |, P( D/ ?, I$ J> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I6 T. G* X& N( m3 g/ ?0 G6 n6 c; m
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a1 ?4 c8 n4 C# j0 P _- _
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in- @+ T$ {; {' ~7 ]
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the! V( G+ t1 @: w; ~+ N1 m# }
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still! d( k) Q& ?! O
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
4 n8 j8 r7 s& L+ g) [' S" i> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
* I. Q4 X: y: }6 V& p6 Q8 J> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from7 x0 `! y) I5 Z' ?
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the* s4 m. Y: H7 ?; A
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases( |: _0 q6 t0 s" n: ]
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be# j1 L/ J" t( C! C# @
> next at bat.8 u2 I$ k+ S$ ?& F
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the/ B. |" |- N) P5 Y, p
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all' S$ D7 D; {; I* X+ w4 G1 f
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,& _) E4 s8 d" P3 c5 I# o; T+ Z
> much less connect with the ball.
. [9 e! C8 p, }8 K6 U> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the* v c8 x$ Y. n3 l8 B! c% M
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
- G8 o# U/ _5 l, ^7 Y& I> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
3 }; D1 B0 _2 h" b> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The! U& }' d) y' ?1 F4 F8 p+ v, M& O4 y
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
; x9 \ L R! m% h. q: A: R> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
$ n0 p2 R( K4 O) `. I( q, L L9 A6 N) P> right back to the pitcher.
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3 E9 Y! x( d$ U( N1 @# r d+ A" c> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and: q2 u8 o$ b- p, F7 [# D; z5 r
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been/ l$ [8 W) D. g* J
> out and that would have been the end of the game.0 r6 l# K- d% {" [
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
1 G5 r! m' w) t: u4 ^3 U3 o7 u5 a9 L> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started$ t; \, x6 I& p
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever- d) ?5 \/ f8 @4 y0 h; |; G
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,$ y$ W! v* ~/ k4 P
> wide-eyed and startled.
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( c1 ~8 c2 o! D. C- u6 e0 |> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
4 S6 o3 J' e/ e6 O& J> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
# h. k) B* C) z" K& X! r, L> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
7 h$ X# W9 l, h7 E6 l; E2 W> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
2 {# b% G- L2 F( u9 w- a0 h: Q> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
7 `8 f. ~8 e: k! i3 ^> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
+ O- X. v8 z- G> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's# R' e z, U" K, b1 a' B- \
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
: G2 N6 Q/ j+ j8 H> circled the bases toward home.$ c) |$ e0 B/ j6 }
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> 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# o4 u* K, Y+ u
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( J- j1 y' L7 w- N- u3 C6 s; a9 G
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
( e- W- l0 T" W# Q3 ?* P, `> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
* S- F9 n; k3 y4 ~: `# Q: l) A> 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,: u4 v* N) @) H: y
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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. o) m; z; O& [4 C; h2 ?( g% [> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
- [0 E3 c1 g8 M; F> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
1 v) y6 r$ g5 G. V( G- y4 t> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!# _5 s( Z% x2 m7 d* @7 w
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1 m9 ~$ ]2 ?) [: V) j! u> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
6 Q1 a1 u3 v; n$ U$ F& Y> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
) Q7 P# j; f0 w% F4 w0 p> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
7 t6 u* `9 Y/ K3 b& z$ x> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
: z* t+ O2 U( K, s& J> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.8 A0 R1 a; {6 A6 ]/ P- m4 o
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
c+ ^9 G- v$ L> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the k+ a- h; Q( {& J
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
! Z- A! ~% _; _$ W U- V# ^8 O> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have' o! s* m- B1 g+ F; {& Q
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural9 X7 G- B: W0 J
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
3 @# b1 {- G- u" ^> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
! K2 V% k' e6 C> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little/ T) J3 g9 Z L
> bit colder in the process?
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3 b& G' M3 a0 v. T% Z8 J K2 p> A wise man once said every society is judged by' b. `5 Z6 N. I. e7 N2 m
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.9 a. \- D8 g/ Z- V
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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