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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, ]" s( z7 x- k; ]" k& w2 k7 ~
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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2 x, M% u! J$ F" x' e# q> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,5 E) S, g O' }# a
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be5 t0 k# M* E/ M: w
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
! H0 q( P) \4 t& [, |> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
" k) q8 m0 Y$ P" }, p> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other1 ~- }1 E5 @# O7 r+ f
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the; N0 E8 J$ n. @8 b/ b: _9 J
> natural order of things in my son?'
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# _* o' R- h# g, L> The audience was stilled by the query.
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( d1 R2 D; Y3 ^4 ?% ~% d' E> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically7 a5 ?" y+ Q. `3 `% [5 P3 S9 u9 I7 s; N9 J
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize$ F& A' @( F/ ~! a/ W
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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! f5 [/ t" N2 @> Then he told the following story:
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( S6 w6 B. }6 [4 S1 h2 ?% i> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
5 Z+ L6 f) T8 o; O$ Y# }+ i> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's+ @- T6 Y, f, }$ w& h' {! G
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their; `3 C1 G9 x7 s: n' {
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,) ]7 l% I7 r3 a5 {
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
2 z' x& V8 V- I: H4 \ g8 K# r# t> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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5 l. k0 ?# {- |9 j> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not+ q3 K, Y3 _, G( v0 t: l0 `
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
% H- g& R& I/ J2 z- }& m, J> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
4 u9 P8 T! \1 G7 G. Z0 P) S> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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) I7 T5 ?9 Y: F2 K+ O- P4 @> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
; U f4 P5 ]! G/ _> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in4 ]2 E' M3 o$ K
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the6 q5 ^: p% B7 o- \+ J
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
- _* u& F/ M; I$ U! M( u> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
L" C7 v" ^, m> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was. ?$ _3 ~6 ?1 S6 n. O
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from1 B7 [) q( Z; Q8 e7 u: A( T5 W
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
. \$ ~1 X2 h3 c1 O% J* D. N% J: {> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases. U# c( }0 Y6 V7 a0 U7 V! ]
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be) v. ^' A1 k" |0 a5 @ i
> next at bat.3 C9 q" u- E, A% A
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]" H) G. H: I" x> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
/ V% B# v1 Q) M. e/ ~3 V> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
4 q6 l) V5 s i# Q> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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7 i8 W' i% N R> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
! X3 X4 Y( O5 k! D# E: |9 e! P> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
1 ]. x) @8 P& x4 H% {0 W8 O8 ?3 n> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make L, E0 ]( O2 q' \
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
" @; K7 ?, D% J! F> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
* {3 c A" i/ W3 y# D3 K> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
( q- x; |% C& S8 h6 @% {> right back to the pitcher.
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" {$ `1 q$ {# A6 S> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and6 _' ?! @. t R6 S& r
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been0 X/ k t$ F+ A/ T9 P
> 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- R5 A( P9 ^! q. z
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started, G, n r" A# b1 j
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
7 I7 M! E# m, {" e1 _> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
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; _/ ~$ v6 U. R1 s: d4 {2 A8 ?> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
- }7 ?5 a3 i- t" L- X r> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the! b& E; L. l' @- r5 ?. p
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
' p- ` p0 A! O8 A. H4 w4 |" Q1 w% x> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to7 z: w% x! f, H' q
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
7 y+ ]. I9 Q/ q' Q% ?> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
2 w5 z" d) S' H& }# t& C> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
* j# B( \& k! Q1 j> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him; L. t1 Z* w9 ^! Z
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay' Z8 k* a$ n, r: @. F
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. K$ s3 y# `' H( ]7 y> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
6 A, ?/ A4 j" l# \2 t0 ^. S> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
" ?' m+ ?8 l1 X9 [1 F> Shay, run to third!'2 ~$ K! X6 k4 N2 C& b5 T9 Z& X
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on( V& H$ q+ N/ t
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped2 S( Q& E6 ?+ E+ e
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the8 O' A( q+ S% @2 e( C0 f
> game for his team.1 c; F0 F/ S5 m1 U! V
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6 Y, n) X* \4 } d4 R- y' j, ^> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
{* [ E7 K) h# _7 b2 Z) X> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity. j$ G! ?9 Z1 c$ @( h
> into this world'.
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( g% K4 S: @/ v( J> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
( N/ s! a. G5 O' i9 E$ E> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
6 y" H1 }% b8 H2 k! m$ C> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!1 p9 L# H4 c, @
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
3 p2 J1 ~) e$ ~* e2 s> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
8 K: i" j( ]! g7 w+ d, T% S& a7 y: o! E8 [> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
* g# B( j% e6 ~$ o> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency* U) H( p% q2 i9 Y. Q( v
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.. U c% C% B9 k
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3 E# E! i0 k& I; ^> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're8 @9 Z9 P3 w) |! M' k1 [
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
+ w9 j/ R$ k$ x> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who7 h: i8 x' N& T! E
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have5 f+ {+ w8 J' q3 c
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
1 j$ {) ~) P- J! c* A3 ]> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people+ [, [" i" n/ g- E1 Z
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and) W* {8 L P" m! e
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little3 m2 ^1 }1 L; R5 h9 |' r9 E+ G( X
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
# S$ r5 Y! W9 ^' z O> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.. Z4 \6 h" J' s+ O5 x) I: }# o
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% L) r2 {9 C* L: ^: H> You now have two choices:+ A2 A" V( e2 I2 q& U7 L4 s
> 1. Delete# k8 M; s6 |3 ?! ^
> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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