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# y' N5 {. m3 E3 X> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
6 J9 m7 r7 K( u+ i$ s0 F: X3 D> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
7 H* _0 E9 N6 W$ a# U( a> same choice?1 i1 Q: b5 }5 C$ U+ d" I+ }
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
7 ^% Y- b4 p6 V; R" ^ _- |> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
$ M* g+ n. r! p* N# r9 n. v; W. f> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
7 d) u h, z/ ^* L) A. @. E> staff, he offered a question:
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; N, k2 a5 G: }+ w9 c0 u: }> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is. i% Q, j& |" M" }6 V2 O% a; \
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other: C* t& d6 t# t
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the7 t! y% D' ]+ s+ g6 S; {
> natural order of things in my son?'
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0 n! J! x/ Q7 P Q( a% X; n> The audience was stilled by the query.
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) w# r! V v1 }8 T) [> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
/ M; K! J7 O5 p8 T8 b. p" B> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
7 s% D' g9 B4 J, S0 ~ n5 w( |6 R> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
) A$ Q- N) Y. q. e> treat that child.'
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: u5 I. R D: a/ D% s> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
2 m. b& }: b C7 W2 c. P( l/ _5 @> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's" o3 }/ { f }# _6 U" u4 w! j7 }
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
# k* q$ E1 f" z7 g$ j, I9 g1 z> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
; K' J2 ~$ s( j( N# ]& B> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be# B- y |5 P# W' Y3 x7 C. N
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.7 D( z8 |2 |9 S0 N
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
- x6 u! [& A. `! h I+ v> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and* j% X' L6 x0 G: z$ @, a
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I6 b& w, f5 a- ]& v# \6 K: D+ _; @
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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0 `. _6 o! U- @( e/ R/ A0 N> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a' L# j8 H: p: S) M* n) q
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in2 A$ ]* ^ E/ _: k' V
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
8 F7 C' k1 I. k2 \7 }5 ^> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still% F& Q# e9 F/ \5 H3 N( b7 x
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
- L) t2 m9 R& b( S2 u3 B> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
8 b% i/ @" ~3 U0 A$ F> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
, [( H+ u7 {: G1 B7 k0 o, L6 s> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
2 _: Y* @2 y( w) K7 e# J5 ^> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
h: {3 o2 z4 ?! |* D> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
, O2 d9 C4 M4 I8 A' o2 T> next at bat.: `* N4 r7 F6 m- j/ m$ M; f" n* Y
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. f; J" {( I2 _# c$ b( p ~> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
% v/ u8 c8 q1 n> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all: @. B" |- N: p' n2 ]
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,8 g# R+ }% E, f( c
> much less connect with the ball.! M) W9 V) z2 {& O8 R0 p7 V' R
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
& a: r6 x% d# W. c# q2 B4 \> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved6 W( {7 R H3 B7 o2 j$ |$ V: @. G$ u
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make* s& c: f. Z" U
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
9 I$ C! f7 r' Z" d; F) P0 _> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
1 ]! t$ w, \/ A& `> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
- y/ ] m! }8 d. z> right back to the pitcher./ r: N4 o0 t2 z* d
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and/ k" k; t# ^+ R4 M. d' ]
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been8 N/ o2 @/ |7 O, G7 f
> 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( e8 |8 Z, N( J* D3 E
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started( H" @4 _* e+ T
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever5 t, X. f. q6 e' G. i, g2 l
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,$ n g1 u, z- |% N/ Q
> wide-eyed and startled., A6 p- B- h' q/ P9 r
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
4 f* k( g, L9 |$ h> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the: c) E; z/ P8 u
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
2 E2 F" `" N0 F% g3 u( p> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to6 v7 t- v9 |; N
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the0 g, M1 ]) M1 [: E& k2 v( T
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
- G, ~ h+ w/ R' V- `& }> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
" G) i0 T* |9 ^% C> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him6 k, r% }0 A( o/ ^2 Q
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'2 `: P0 `+ z8 t: N4 T9 D; r: i
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T0 @/ v: a8 A$ z2 A, C2 n; G- H> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by9 Q6 _5 E& _5 W; a2 ^
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
% j" Z" R. f1 X8 i> Shay, run to third!'
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- @1 Y6 Z. k0 i" h V) @> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
- V/ Z& x6 V0 H2 m9 Z> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped$ }. t b% y) U2 J
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
2 F# N) g5 e' F* m/ Y> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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7 g, {- P+ u4 W* u' q# d> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never' I7 @; J+ _# N( [7 R% ^
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and% T _" O& R+ C5 x- `& A
> 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 jokes
$ w. i/ L; Y4 a7 m> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
; Y2 R: v( o$ b8 x2 L' m9 ^3 E( y> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
0 h" U; ?$ D( [, b> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency# i+ u/ _2 R5 n) V
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.1 `6 X+ p. m, B* [, x q
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$ q' m8 l8 \* r> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
$ o' q! L# h* I5 ^1 W) O> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
4 K5 m/ Y1 N# G> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who9 ?$ d: M6 x+ c- h% s- q& l4 j
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
$ M1 S6 O2 T7 `, ] b8 n> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural1 N+ b3 p; v, |$ Y* c) J2 u" U
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people A) B" b$ B% Y) j" x; w
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and7 o! D+ h, x# i2 j& y( U8 V$ j
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little. f+ s+ t( E& u: @' e" j& c
> bit colder in the process?
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3 k+ B* o9 a- w9 [0 b/ d a> A wise man once said every society is judged by. W& |' |+ ?4 p, `5 Z6 K
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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6 s2 ?9 @- ~" t8 |$ ^> You now have two choices:
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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