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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
+ E; I+ w- I& S2 M$ o> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
1 C; {/ }5 I; H> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
5 x3 f+ g- a @7 l: z( g> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be. }" A2 h) _5 Z- K
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated1 ~+ A' n9 I) T% c1 m2 Y
> staff, he offered a question:* C2 A# ^$ X8 y% v: c3 l
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8 |) v2 D# v# M+ Y+ Y' P4 W0 R* ]> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is* X) ` z& A0 p
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other$ ?& o6 A- t! t2 d2 H7 [1 P
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the8 p; o' W7 G0 s
> natural order of things in my son?'+ J0 l+ ~* p8 C# c: H5 S
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
$ y4 Q( W$ K8 E> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize% ^4 ]' F0 ^$ E9 ~" O$ i& R
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people% l2 e* \, F4 H2 n3 p
> treat that child.'$ e* S y+ y9 m/ u" Z+ i9 F# o
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. Z0 u2 W' }1 E, o4 Z8 [5 Z> Then he told the following story:
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- u* u- u2 F* b7 E5 K& b9 D+ ^> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
2 M2 ` t- d& r0 i$ Q$ t> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
$ o7 e& N6 g6 U. o/ z> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their1 D$ L3 P4 P, M/ T7 ]% x; [3 E
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,. Z$ a, g% `# {8 ^7 N
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
' R9 ?( s- j4 g; @. Q> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.1 x2 G& y t5 ~; [8 ?
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1 u; l) Q5 h) q0 L5 Z8 f* r' d5 w> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
4 `& t6 B: e, _ e% C9 j5 j5 S> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
! s7 r; w3 X a> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I$ D3 w% {8 a+ Z& H
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
7 c4 b( R: ^$ n$ t& s: G> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
8 j# J0 W! b1 V> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
7 t" u6 t( O, ?+ |> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the7 O; V( V+ t1 s, K) X! j( o7 I
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
; m9 P$ n# v0 | e0 O" F1 i> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and# I8 m4 d. H! j3 ?
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was3 c. o+ Y0 b$ ]1 c/ q
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
( O. O' Y! p9 V( t# ~. d- s> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the9 h, l7 S- Z3 B% n
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
& [: @) ~3 x+ f4 C7 F> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
+ c; ]: A5 i1 U> next at bat.
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6 I! s+ K4 v0 |& y> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
' l+ \, E' B, M3 E0 W& ~> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all6 V/ ?5 T# S8 V$ s# I. `7 O
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
2 @. i" o( {4 [$ y" [> much less connect with the ball.
1 a6 }1 `( R! r- X3 J/ M% K: ~9 f> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
# P) E$ L& l: J3 X> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved- x. D0 Z+ \- K7 P4 ~
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
% r3 L6 W7 X [> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The/ B% T/ E2 C; Z; C- v/ K4 T
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.' ^2 o9 _1 D- M
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
0 r$ K2 }8 |2 v& s> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and4 D# M8 r m* L" Y
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been$ b2 b3 Y" ~, c' R- x
> out and that would have been the end of the game.) I7 l6 ]" w% s7 f" M' t9 s' [
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2 V" N5 Z& s7 E# t> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
1 |4 g& U- n0 x: Z( B> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started! U3 U) ]7 K& j( r" C0 F
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever0 h) I* ]2 n+ v
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,* }7 Z Q" z. d/ m" V
> wide-eyed and startled.
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/ r) a, |+ C( w0 J" V> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay# C! m) G# W- e! G. f
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
# y* S+ p9 B0 q> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had; S. W* s! w( }
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
, w0 m; `0 B, e; I0 G> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the$ ~" K( w$ \2 |# R4 `
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
7 L5 d' Q8 h$ ]) ]" T6 @> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
) W0 A4 c$ ?4 v* t0 l8 l: N> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him% _: B& t6 j2 O% B. R* C
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay') e; y0 c" `! d. f
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
$ h+ I. f) h5 ^8 a% L0 W' Q* O> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( L% I) C) }+ r* l: y4 ~
> Shay, run to third!', H" U! k! p% ?
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- y! S1 t0 S) M& {2 ~8 l2 \ a! M> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
: p: U N' |2 g+ U> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped% N9 j% J# F9 d; @! | G* B6 c1 W; x
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the* j& N( G+ \" C
> game for his team.
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+ ^& k- d4 x' R) {" x3 c> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,8 D7 e$ D; @( p6 \" i) l
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity+ C% F( L/ d- Y' Y
> into this world'.
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! i# w' D/ Y- d( n+ C8 t> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never3 A1 \# _) h- P
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
# @5 @# {5 a! I> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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' \6 G9 n N0 u# g, T/ p* o2 d. h q> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
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> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often4 O! d) _: L" o6 }
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
& |; M0 o1 g3 F- M/ a) D5 s0 ?> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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$ c4 \. v% l" a5 \> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're+ ?% X1 d, g5 N* D
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
/ M, ]8 ~* c8 Z* j: a4 c7 c C> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who7 m, p' d! W3 j# ~# ^/ d
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
: ~8 t0 F- A* b- O& ]" i> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural2 [ b2 i4 | E# `
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
, \% `/ _% @' u7 S% V! V+ R> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and4 X3 p9 D6 t: u2 [ j
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little8 \# f% H" m, r6 E( z. E' a6 R
> bit colder in the process?0 X+ I# Q5 B1 g( d1 b3 \' T: ^
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0 C+ K$ L% h+ C9 u% D& r" N> A wise man once said every society is judged by q9 b j/ L( Y: {) ~' c2 s% N
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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