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Two Choices
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6 H) i- F7 ?% [> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,6 J2 N+ l7 n& W( N2 J
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
, p) l( `: Z/ n0 @, o6 q! ]* x> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
O* j6 {. ~8 f+ @6 ^> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
. K) q" ^; Q& t& X* p> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
" s/ l) n. `( V1 z& A> staff, he offered a question:% n. L+ O+ T1 n# R3 k
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B, O3 @8 ]0 X" i( ^" N U2 W6 f, I> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
, h k9 p6 R& C- g: D D7 Q7 r> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other' m0 f5 s6 P5 c: b" f% O. S& l% E
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the% l# c* I, h$ K2 @, V
> natural order of things in my son?'
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1 `$ O9 [* H3 V( t( z# K8 E" {> The audience was stilled by the query.% e5 Y+ N: j+ E3 G
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& S# e" n ]5 K p0 ?' p9 E> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
3 e' c! N% y# ]5 m) p2 Y W& ^; x. ^> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
" V5 w! ^) R# g+ ~3 |> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people1 v }0 e3 S+ l7 j! c4 K
> treat that child.'+ y" x' G, N) O9 \/ E8 t1 X9 M) M$ R4 k
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> Then he told the following story:
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* x: V' L1 u3 [! i. B- m: q> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
$ h- Y! ~7 ~4 b6 z> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
. [5 f' V# K m# ?1 } }( ~+ k> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their6 `6 z9 c+ a% n" `9 @* c8 }
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
* X5 C* P7 j! F: ~> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be' Q- m( E- c9 R, U+ U
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.: m8 F& j* S x4 \
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# `- e1 ]/ S( O- v7 d) H$ f# Z( i> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
' g' o. B5 k9 C> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
( K$ u9 C# i; b3 n' X( e5 j% [3 j> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
/ z" C) l& g8 f0 K Y9 d> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth6 e6 @" h5 G4 `
> inning.'
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. ~) f; r' B% N# m; N> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
: w b& r' f0 u7 J, y8 R# ]> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in3 `7 L; x' y" ~* K
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
( E# v3 N7 k8 X' y& { H7 l> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still; C; b$ d9 x' k2 _- J* _) n
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and, C. q' \) ^8 b2 f0 P
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
2 l `4 I7 K5 k0 m# Q5 A> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from2 j# }3 F& n( q: g$ p
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the9 A( Y. ~, d7 v' W( a
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
5 t% Z# D1 O( j7 q9 w6 O: ^> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
3 v- ]8 p) D6 T0 m/ J0 y! J1 D> next at bat.: r. K/ G9 E+ A7 |; ?5 J
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
' @( N% U3 B6 N. w6 A+ G9 q> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
' P. |6 G% B8 C) t> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,6 G. b. o! F1 n9 p( P. T, z! B
> much less connect with the ball.) Q: Z! _7 X' Z, |' K( b4 T& j
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the6 P* F3 v" x; K# T0 g) C& ^( W
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
1 p3 | S$ E% |> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
7 w0 T% V1 P: b- O> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The$ D5 f0 l% Z( k# I
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.7 G: i i: r8 I; z
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball1 T- w( X8 T0 m# X/ z
> right back to the pitcher.
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( ` g; X9 S" H4 J2 N2 ]- L: H$ |. Y> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
5 X. l+ [7 M4 B0 z: C> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been2 t! p; D- D# x6 w+ Z, c" ~
> out and that would have been the end of the game.! g V7 ~: d, I' @9 I
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8 N7 [. n! V7 p> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
4 w: w! E. s( O( S' e7 R. [4 O> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started$ {/ r& `+ s( z% w( q
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever/ O# z+ F# T3 o8 d3 \6 T
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,3 K# h {5 j3 L) ~: c
> wide-eyed and startled.6 A T* p9 [2 d' X0 @
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
( E+ _0 D# s$ W* n8 o> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the$ g0 y% n1 H: x
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had3 s( G: b4 z9 k% p7 ^3 x
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to+ `) a) g- {- \* C. a( y
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
2 P3 o) U* a. y3 \$ x. D+ O6 M> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
1 Y4 b2 K! {) @1 c, Q6 j: l$ N> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
: D3 M e* P& y9 r' R3 ~' B" o% X> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
2 y) Q: n! u+ E> circled the bases toward home./ R2 h( c0 c; n5 o* `
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' b# \6 j7 y3 ?; Z( [3 y* b> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'0 o9 y" r' V) C# N
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( Q: z' ?0 t0 K6 o) ^. Y# S( D> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by) ~4 L$ @' A, e% I U) n
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!8 d9 ^8 V9 h- }3 s q5 ` A
> Shay, run to third!'# C$ z3 C0 K C8 n
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
/ @- T2 [: A! E* ]> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
( Q. ^) X0 \3 |3 I; G; ^" @7 u> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the+ c) n; @- j. K& R/ i
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
6 ~7 E( P2 Q+ o( h2 {# J$ d> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity/ G/ S9 s E$ T! O
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never0 |; u; }# R \4 ~& \* ~ {
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
0 O! C3 M# `7 l$ X" K* V! K, |> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!4 q6 G; Y) U. O- i9 D4 {+ U, v+ F I
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
2 S- {) F, Q3 o! H/ ?2 c- `> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending8 ^8 x5 G$ W( q1 D5 m$ L. Z- [
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
% ]1 E; u& b u/ X+ G5 [> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency9 V& C3 n" @$ X0 d5 s. J
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.1 v2 G6 x) F8 F) C. e
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0 z. x4 q$ ~* w9 D% y8 N1 Q8 W> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're# E9 g( H; t" W9 D) C+ V) T
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the Z4 I2 m0 K R7 @* n3 ?4 s
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
( o! o! C* S/ K( P. |( _> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have2 g% d$ q# c* F# i- C& z
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
; P' ]& m6 ^# r9 L5 N J. F. S> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
$ _$ N% q. e! K0 r> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and. q/ u7 u( g% [2 A( l' s' H
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little2 c9 k5 T6 j3 I3 S7 @1 L; F: c3 N
> bit colder in the process?
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' w( t5 {) e. g+ |) m3 c& q> A wise man once said every society is judged by. B1 s6 r+ y9 C7 P
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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% ^ }+ F. |# ]. f4 s> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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