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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,- U1 @: U, u$ _9 w( x
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the) ]# m4 e4 ~' h! d- c. [
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
+ L$ \! \9 x+ q' p# R5 P- v> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be [# o4 L/ N& M
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated- d. F* x! _4 c; p8 f( Z1 L
> staff, he offered a question:
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3 J8 E+ o8 X/ o9 e: }' y* \> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
& M6 C: H- {( [0 K1 ?> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
+ w/ \2 }, d1 g* k3 l> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
; b8 Z9 D$ t% \6 |/ `$ }3 @> natural order of things in my son?'
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- O! {2 B: }, p# G> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically$ d1 r% |, D* F8 z
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
$ Q7 p/ @' u( C4 ^* B$ E> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:' x& }7 l! r) O$ C+ h5 a. C
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7 \9 u% |2 w; U. y& a2 Y1 \> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were- X6 |1 M7 e( t
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
/ w+ p1 r# Y$ P) F) @> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
& E4 z" H* ~! x% j4 l' t> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
, k6 y8 R7 P% i6 }> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
0 J' X$ C# r: T6 Z> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. I9 S) S. N/ s$ ~3 q: ?
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3 Z+ {3 E# d8 V! j% A% N> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
9 V6 a; }0 x6 s b6 O; d> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and+ R, L% W; c5 c- ~3 h$ m2 F: |
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
4 g; `/ C% e' ~$ R5 C P> 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 z) _& |' H4 _/ {. u> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
# R4 G4 K; f0 B0 d> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
/ B l0 ~& l: h" K) |- t$ l> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
+ C: {: ?& {$ H$ ~> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
2 r$ t7 W% L# ~7 ^5 q) ]9 A$ y> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and5 h& `. A9 d' U1 v* j ?
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was0 G' `1 Q" _; W! i, _* v
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from: m% N6 r' R& G
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
7 J' E9 u4 u* D ? k5 Q; G> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases8 P- f9 A! P6 T- T4 Z
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be- u6 J" m, }% A. }. b
> next at bat. i5 B6 j# p+ \3 l) L5 p) j8 v" g
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
* J) _8 l. ?0 {( e> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
; Y8 q3 [- n0 z5 o# s7 E# ]) S6 A> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
- Z: }/ X: n0 J" v# C* F6 H> much less connect with the ball.) q4 R& d5 `& l3 `4 r
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the8 F0 ?8 X& I# E0 k
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved' k9 E% [6 W2 R, D* }+ L' \
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
' ?5 H. k2 ~2 [; m> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
$ o3 r+ t; S7 I; i8 Y& z& y. q> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
$ v+ g7 h1 j2 w* Y> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
' M0 n: M$ p2 \/ }2 L7 T> right back to the pitcher.! p$ \+ _- l* s, z$ H* a4 c2 }
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8 b* C8 ~9 S8 w- x% H> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and" m8 A" N# l0 B
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
$ Y! _* g. m% ]8 I: A* |$ s' e> 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, out4 N. z* P0 p H* L2 Y& H
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started- O" l* R& `& m1 {5 e' ~9 }. v
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever& d- a7 G. f( V1 C, T
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
3 E6 @& A# P: m6 g. i' _1 [4 E1 `" v/ ^- Z> wide-eyed and startled.
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4 R: [ P w! w& ~7 c> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay: \* k- p0 N/ i
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
% n) q: U0 J$ r/ W> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
4 ^1 ^2 K; J: w: {8 [5 p> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to# o4 l- F, g4 w7 R8 v
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the+ Z/ p- B& D5 H3 D3 b
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
+ h3 D( _/ e, p0 P> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's$ ]8 _8 B% J' ?9 H
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
; W F$ Y. q- _ }3 U> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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2 f1 L! W B: d) Q2 O5 M5 u" w! p> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
6 [# Z1 H% A3 z> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!0 g8 e9 Y+ _' N0 G$ E
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
7 b/ P: j6 h3 D+ T$ y; U> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped2 F0 A d) b2 L! k
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
) L( Y- p5 K7 U1 V1 ]) o s7 d> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,4 | b8 Q, ?$ L# R; L0 ?9 v) \
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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: F# M2 w+ r1 D2 a> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
& f& f E% ^8 _: G2 @& V! n> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
7 i/ X9 j% H. V5 ^6 p" H% s, L6 e6 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+ }3 }$ u" n1 m3 T. K
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
& r8 `! v4 ~) e8 p% f> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often# o) j' R- Y2 S* @( ?1 g
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency& c* R# w9 F9 g8 N8 C: f- f A
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.8 D+ D1 m' p" J# Q4 s& E
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: k7 H5 t% l- ` g0 J9 t> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're* x* C0 f9 X' e5 R, x
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
" V; i# ]9 b! X6 @3 M2 l5 k> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who" B9 P9 e' H9 j' r/ `$ S
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
4 D! _4 y! b7 I> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural2 R( W3 T! ~4 V: T
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
3 K- W7 Y- [& ~0 S. \8 z! V> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
% k0 t) f5 J L; h8 l> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
- w# q$ }* ~# `3 Z( U( n> bit colder in the process?
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6 X" [1 ^9 k7 g& o) @) V1 |> A wise man once said every society is judged by* e0 D* R$ [8 }3 f
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.: f2 l/ p8 L5 n1 w
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> You now have two choices:' i+ b2 A, _+ Z' Z, t! F
> 1. Delete
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/ ~' F, A' w" K, w) R$ M> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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