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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
7 _* ]6 T; R$ [) P; Z4 Q> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the2 f- W2 P' h' E k
> same choice?
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" h, \. ^- M) r; x/ f> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,) o5 I' A! x; m& P
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
3 g G9 U2 d$ t }: G N! I8 U+ C> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
$ H1 Z+ C! }8 U: }& z1 f> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
: d; S+ M ?' X1 G. e+ o> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other( Y# C$ G' O* D3 y
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the( z/ i5 i8 K& i. S, c# b( m
> natural order of things in my son?'1 ~) Y; |1 ~7 z' d
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T, j0 y5 ~ }+ j> The audience was stilled by the query.
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6 {5 \4 S. k6 @0 M" T' P* P> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically4 q+ [# @# O% q( z
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize% F1 W; h; C. j, p5 ^; D# m4 w
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
' w( B+ t/ m. Y1 p# W9 V" K$ C> treat that child.': Z- R' G! E* y
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> Then he told the following story:
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8 B$ ?: }% z2 Z, a) I> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
, v+ d# ?9 L) n3 r0 n p1 W+ ?; u> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's; s# A: w+ J" i, W- ]
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their- f! I. w0 v* ^7 c; J: W
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,5 m% K3 T2 Y* \, L; q; y% _
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be. q3 g F2 p8 J, C2 P' s
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.: Z" {( A( p8 c; j5 C4 F
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* l+ h1 Y3 u$ U$ v3 q- J& h* i> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not! n( v! P" {# K, ~7 N5 [. |8 o
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and, h' w4 I$ T* H5 T& l
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I- ?: c9 x$ S6 j1 U& `! x+ E% k2 ^# X
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth7 |1 |9 u2 E# t. B+ t
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
$ m6 R8 Q9 ~: d( a' K> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
+ r3 i3 O4 k" l- k" O+ K> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
- S3 J; \7 {% }6 c {! `! v> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
+ j3 `& }! v$ K9 b7 E4 X3 P9 \" u> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and; U3 n/ ~ C5 q( _& m9 G
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was* K/ t' T+ s! j6 e
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
0 H2 R, I. v) m. a" {* h1 c" \> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the/ X) r+ F/ w9 I
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
- o1 T) W6 }1 Z: X" s& K8 U> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
: w1 _; d+ T# L9 W+ M- d9 \! R+ G> next at bat.
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* |8 o2 `7 i3 ~# Y/ C> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
3 N. `, ~; E4 z; H2 u/ a> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all* c/ T5 t k; W' [
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
7 n' F3 l& y$ @ J> much less connect with the ball.) L4 M1 M' M) T e/ A
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the% x* w9 b) Q2 B
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved, f- p! {+ a; r& h3 z/ ^
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
2 g" ]% f/ X. I6 O+ y" z> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
( H8 ^2 ]8 G% t> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay., M1 U/ |, J* {: V* E d+ ]( m
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball1 k4 o7 I0 ^, e& m% q* L+ O% [
> right back to the pitcher.% m- u& H8 U# V2 o% s. Y( r
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7 V# F. V( F4 L4 x" U3 b5 N) R> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and1 W7 j% O3 Y6 [! E$ N# d
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
0 `0 d2 M) S% Q/ d5 A( v> 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
3 e1 ~3 `$ K& I> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
- U/ E, k8 [' Q0 _) a- H+ b> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
" x( s) s2 `( V- I$ o$ B4 c. O0 {> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
$ @* x8 I @+ a0 a/ X9 _% J4 H! A R> wide-eyed and startled./ o" Z) p" S* x' }$ K
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay* m9 E: B1 U9 c# _2 q% N( i' H
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
' S; X9 y* K% s0 x* y6 H, |> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had8 `) c3 [1 ` h
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to: Z3 \- J9 W, k5 i
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the+ ~, B. M- [+ D3 z
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,* Q/ y# p; Z. I. f, v8 V+ E
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
` q+ P+ [1 y; J' E> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him; s/ {& q; K7 w6 W- w
> circled the bases toward home.1 [8 H6 @2 B! R( s
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8 O% j8 ?' V' }+ ^) C# q> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'/ R! U% e; s+ e0 S( P" M! n, l
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by; C o1 f- y0 r' M! i! Z+ O8 k
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!! Q* _0 n: g# {
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
! ], R3 k7 E- a- m> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped( _3 B' i- U9 {5 X+ [
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the% K p1 ]) [2 M$ W' o" L4 q5 c4 v' B
> game for his team.
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' d/ y, u% k0 W2 I1 l* G) `> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,0 D( @; h6 F4 e# v+ B T, p4 V
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
" \; c! F7 r$ d9 K' S> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never+ m0 r& y; B' T: m, k6 [
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and( g1 |* a0 S; f& M, V; d; _& Y3 T
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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4 m. {/ x# ^3 V1 F> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
4 f7 C1 y$ h7 Q. G" T> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending( [, p! ^" @5 q6 ^
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often s1 P) i1 {2 _2 K
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency3 e5 d L: i0 j' G0 W, Y$ z# u
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.+ Z n$ d+ r$ u
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# {8 E4 d* K' |> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're& G5 I6 X8 \0 g; U9 Y
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the! O9 N# G2 D. X" E) s
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
1 j( k, J+ x4 ], W8 A* q> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
+ p2 C% P6 I( ]0 m7 @" Q> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
% g' W4 A2 Y- a6 q1 |+ N> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
0 `% l; Y% p3 U, L9 w8 U* C> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and' R( Z9 R! v' M' I: v" ^& H4 S
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
# }! c, J4 d- y4 M" y! `> bit colder in the process?
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: }: [0 {& P, ^; D7 d> A wise man once said every society is judged by
' Q6 c( J$ S1 \: x> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.2 J: x8 o5 r% |; v9 ~( E6 J* i
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1 j _4 X& D; A! C> You now have two choices:2 K% W/ s. E& U( c) B/ c& L
> 1. Delete
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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