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Two Choices
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, c1 t0 ?3 M5 W/ u> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
: @2 m x3 f" j+ X, o" A/ A> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the/ K7 ?( m% j& \) z
> same choice?: G& ]4 _- g0 B; d0 x
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,& F2 _9 [- {: P7 b
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
, ?* E J" O3 q% p1 Z- E> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated# z$ }& j& P8 v" s. e6 w) x
> staff, he offered a question:; w; \3 z5 z# n# b( ~& ?
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6 A1 ]# L$ j. e# @ y' p> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is6 w: b E0 _1 K# g
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
# H% g$ r- ^7 v* n4 F6 |> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
% Q S& v u5 T( `$ n> natural order of things in my son?'0 D7 c W6 Q; e' |& L4 e
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) b" o& B' {6 H5 B8 M1 z> The audience was stilled by the query.% v/ r6 G6 E8 @' x/ u% q5 {+ H
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; a+ a. ~: X" w2 b$ R+ J! F: V" v> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
8 [$ c% C1 T3 m3 m1 z> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize- X) C8 r+ w7 e: r8 ?' Z9 H- m6 k* B
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:% ?1 p E7 Q g- \, |9 W- X
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
: `! M* a1 B1 q> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's1 Z0 F' g: z( O0 i% W/ Q
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their" ]- `$ r4 [2 s1 o0 l
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,, Y- O% {3 E) Y6 v
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
4 g; U2 V2 M: G. T6 F$ V> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.( V+ Y6 G6 |# A) X7 C
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
8 l9 E) t, v' K> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
# r7 d5 a8 u, @2 |> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I- ^2 Q' |6 m* X6 }8 x
> 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 a
# H4 l* {) ~- i* x( u) C9 P5 R- A> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
5 L. D0 A5 Y s> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
+ w0 c8 m8 ~. @' a. K, |> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
. F. z/ |" O( F4 ]# j> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and& o+ D5 N7 s/ d( z4 \
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was( h) }) Y# f* p' o3 O
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from9 d* F' [3 h5 |
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the' B( P( r b4 m8 m4 n e: }
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
! l' ?: v1 _" ?0 L( T* }+ b> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be$ _. w( ^. q) l0 J
> next at bat.& s# `, w5 s2 x* \ m7 W
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$ F& A$ A. p' i7 n- X2 }4 V> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
& v9 }, f/ I/ y: R' s- O> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all$ u4 E1 b9 B6 C& ]5 O) t
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,2 D& v9 s0 x! B3 k! Y( B, Q
> much less connect with the ball.8 J9 t& o( H5 Q8 u' k
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
( i4 ?( [* `- s' h> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved6 D' i7 c% s/ |! O! C/ j
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
. Z" j' [1 n8 g* n9 b) J5 ~6 {> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The5 ?$ [# D+ z5 v+ O6 e( \- g8 |( O
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.* U1 q& p$ h$ r! G& ?7 L/ ~: h0 O
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball3 y; |8 q- @ c& C, {
> right back to the pitcher.' f( _9 d, n0 v7 R( A' n
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and2 t* e9 y' p& H3 J
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been2 @" \- U& u8 C5 [. H
> out and that would have been the end of the game.$ N' c$ W1 z* G
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out" V# g6 S! f# W8 F) f$ J
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started/ p4 L7 n/ j9 K6 W' ^9 v
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
3 ]' Q7 K( T2 d7 `/ \+ p) n% ]> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
& t$ k& Q& [* m> wide-eyed and startled.$ |" k+ q( U) I0 y2 L
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7 ?% p- p' [ a5 z4 p* ]> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay! T2 }1 n7 e5 _2 K$ N# y
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
& {$ z% S0 |7 L% n; l2 v> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
+ s" m$ f3 ^/ [" v( `5 M u/ J$ ~" E> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to: D2 ~6 O* ^; P# y
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the' h' B) S7 N# q8 L: _1 a
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,& D) b7 q+ ^( e9 x: S4 S
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's H8 |( n; V9 k# K3 a
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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& ~$ k$ S0 a% c9 ~6 u> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'* i. V7 I9 |% Y) m3 P, t0 a: [
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' b/ @; G4 ^' U; s> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
: x1 e$ K1 c5 P$ r> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!' @3 F( q5 \4 \1 {% s
> Shay, run to third!'# ^. P, o* S' n4 T% [* M7 ]4 u
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on5 ^7 B; Z1 @! p3 z( w% s$ n+ ?
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
$ E+ W, G, {# P. @, [" p) {" ?> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
% H; N9 | Q; [2 U> game for his team.$ |$ i% q" ?3 ^, T3 _
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) c4 V' r6 s) V* G> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,( I7 e- Q! j& m) N4 d1 K3 \
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity" a+ J2 Q' F% G" W8 v
> into this world'.
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s1 M" \' O7 v" N( l> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never8 f6 c% j* z( o2 |* U. K) K$ a4 K* K4 i
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and) V/ k$ p2 }' n2 X* A B3 T
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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* K1 ~$ v3 U% n0 b! r> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes" w9 n( r2 z# u7 L% q. d; a! S
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
- Y; K* }3 b% ?, S i> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
: t0 O! t6 g# q> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency! g4 Y# ^' J) S
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're! m1 V; X4 Z1 M7 _
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the1 @, l7 ~& k5 f- y( N& s5 Z! G
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
- n4 }. P7 I3 ?: J> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
0 m: Y# `! I3 h' I% j> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural* ]2 t7 e0 C% B( Q& r2 q. ]
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people; f" X$ C& ~7 }& e
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and2 \9 m# n1 F# g; g
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
n$ u* k$ N3 U3 R' |" W) L> bit colder in the process?2 d9 n5 i# S1 T q! M7 Y
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
/ h" K/ H: j' k4 H: |" c> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.) F$ o5 M5 e* r5 k/ P1 K
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> You now have two choices:
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; M# I; d) x0 z6 R) ^4 z> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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