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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,2 n# G5 a+ R8 O
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the0 w. [, Q8 W* M! ~8 a
> same choice?
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5 ]% x' b) v& _' c> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
) Y j5 i& j: K6 K> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
4 S& H: x" f3 p" {! g8 \> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
, K2 ]2 ]+ B9 e @% c3 X4 z5 p> staff, he offered a question:! P. `' R. h w9 B: r
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is2 J/ a. C) r5 |. m; ]. X3 u
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other3 I( ?# n# `5 O8 F$ K% d% k& I
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the2 g, ?7 w, l/ ~. ^9 t: W
> natural order of things in my son?'
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0 E4 \4 M. E: \: X5 U> The audience was stilled by the query.' Y( O5 Q6 J3 k5 m6 j
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically' Z2 g& Q4 K" W
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize: A6 |# G0 j) y* b
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
+ P3 _5 _9 C# i0 F# d @> treat that child.'
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1 t9 a3 o& E" Y) r> Then he told the following story:4 i( W4 m2 V4 H/ w+ B
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" f3 s& M* c. C/ z( g> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
9 E( |+ c6 g; {9 I: `, b6 S0 M> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
/ ] i- f4 x# d7 L' n, y, z. B% k& u9 V3 t> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their1 c/ ~: C) J, U: P9 f* {6 v# m9 Z+ j
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,, R+ {$ ~& u0 r7 ~( ]' _$ ]9 m$ g
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
7 p) y( @0 q% P7 f8 M5 l> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
/ X8 Q2 G/ N% p0 r* i3 y> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
: k6 F! |9 V5 u7 a, m> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
2 T* {" ?! n- y& X- P9 n, W7 ^1 ?> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth6 d: z. M M* J2 F
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: m: C" J/ x: i" ^( X> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a7 N3 I& \; A5 R4 q
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
+ z1 G3 A0 k4 v: H; q" X4 ?> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
: m5 r) B! W2 h% t: E3 _> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
2 s% U0 x$ D- y# x7 J> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
5 A4 X) X' f# N6 d> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
5 c9 ^$ S2 a4 K( s) N> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from- ?4 u+ k/ f% ?
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the4 ]1 T5 t4 `9 K; P O1 K+ _7 R% X
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
N( `8 G5 _0 T2 D> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
! L( X/ }2 u' r E$ F* t/ N> next at bat.# V( G8 i, d F0 ?" o* ^0 K
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
" H) g) s7 |& M. Y9 p# p> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
6 o. k7 h6 J: `0 N3 z, ~> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,8 U; l! l) M# q5 B# Y% t
> much less connect with the ball.
6 ]+ |8 U. T4 D2 O% i" q> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the, ~9 c2 p1 Z. v
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved6 v, v4 z6 v. G u3 S! w
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
1 ^& d% A/ X0 G# x* Y' N4 Y' I1 x5 [> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
0 v2 y- E; `/ O; m7 y2 y, p' |: v9 V) G> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
; l1 \( \: Q, K5 z& \- m> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
( p" j3 ]" c: o; A4 D8 a> right back to the pitcher.1 y. {, n7 M- N" O% u0 g" {
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
& @3 D; o" ?3 L; J> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been% ` Q9 Q$ W' |
> 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! Y8 P$ r/ `' a8 P
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started4 V7 w6 u# J8 _- I: e7 e# X$ ?
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
, L3 Z+ l0 B! e' K. S> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,# Q q3 e7 A" L& ^: a6 i& B6 x
> wide-eyed and startled.3 X6 u. e4 p* X: [
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
. n5 j7 M; g9 F0 y! ^0 S> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
# t5 S9 G$ T' E6 ?+ q& y> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had! X& k( G/ y/ h* e: d
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to$ { @! v0 m) {- W/ W
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the& T# g- {' g3 g- @/ V
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
0 B6 x" ~2 l; B> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's2 O0 Z* {7 Y0 x0 |. ?* |7 i
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him/ O- ]( C& s1 L! ~' {# `
> circled the bases toward home.% e$ A5 A$ C0 p7 y, `' G
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'6 D4 {6 E3 `1 N3 m
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by* z% X# t, F) ~
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!0 ], b' o; c D6 {8 ~6 L$ [
> Shay, run to third!'6 K5 Y$ b# q) |; j* K# M
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b, l6 c+ J6 Y. s8 I. K; [& Y M# b9 a> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on+ L: b: d5 y* E
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped0 u) S6 [ j+ c
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
2 s4 W0 h J$ I# Y& s> game for his team.% r# S$ q2 q% f" o9 m( V6 h
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" Q* A" S6 D. f+ e" _& `7 ^! n A> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
6 d8 o& G9 g; F8 j* D$ O* m> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity( y: ~" x/ v/ d. \. V& I; Q
> into this world'.
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8 Z+ b$ g" u; k" o> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never7 ]8 C1 O2 h$ V& F) F
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
& j7 `& V1 y/ G C) x> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes2 k7 h9 e) m( T. Q
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending9 P2 T5 u, H. W9 c5 ^
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often* `# [; M( x7 e# w1 j# o
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency. ]3 B; i+ M( O8 o; g+ @
> 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're6 z d1 q4 z5 H4 r9 |8 p- p
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the7 |& ^ N) T3 y- T1 P
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who o. V4 q' P( B
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
/ ]/ k9 ~ `+ V4 @> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural& i& w2 e' N$ u1 B- k5 Z
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people5 O3 U0 ^' R' p, M3 o. u2 T0 U
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and! ]' x8 A3 J% @- M/ o) U! Q9 t4 D
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little+ X% m# {: I! K& u j+ D
> bit colder in the process?" m0 y& V7 ]' U a: b2 Q
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5 ]& c4 A3 K' t1 h> A wise man once said every society is judged by
+ x' V& H( y0 q* U; ?> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them./ ]0 i" O$ D, _" c
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7 d. s# b8 \, n- P5 _+ @1 U# I> You now have two choices: X7 q1 C0 j! d5 V& z
> 1. Delete
U* O6 q5 k v+ k/ C> 2. Forward7 S: [; n& Z7 i2 p( h4 C0 Q: D- o! ]3 c
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7 U5 k+ N2 B8 K( I7 C, j& i> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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