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; x6 z, [% w- j; G4 j$ b> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
9 P. D! m9 f9 g6 }: T( | }5 S' U> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
; Y. L8 U, P( @' ~6 r' E* C> same choice?' z& \5 R/ e6 f# o7 X& j
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
1 t, M- q' h* Z: p* m/ V4 g> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be k- y1 {1 J5 {) h3 e
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
. |9 i6 S" Z1 j5 C5 f8 R> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
$ ~% A! E6 t) N$ Z( O> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
. U9 r0 ~9 S7 D P q/ e) g> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the! \1 c! `( z/ M4 S8 ]4 K8 O
> natural order of things in my son?' g9 z( u" u( x/ V
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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" w; R% p4 y" D# S; V& [> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically* O& v6 W0 \! w- v& h; e
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
% C- c9 {$ Z8 M5 \> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> 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
' S" S T/ z; _$ J6 `> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
: v: P" F- Q8 F! S% D> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their. Z# A! s- O3 y7 P7 q
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,: d9 n4 ~# V2 s) ~1 i8 @0 X" O; P
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be9 o% `. t. r0 v* X9 ?" W3 Y
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.' X( F7 _9 A. f
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7 n$ P+ Z9 U+ H T> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not8 b' o' C9 O7 ^; u! g ~
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
5 ?1 ~3 A% N$ F/ u' M W> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
1 y4 L- r% d; T# q> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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, z G" b1 d9 p k; C# r+ ?> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
8 i$ J6 s" \% u& r; @> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
6 {* m# Q! Q# J> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the" F! x4 S3 z% c: p7 v7 j
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
1 z4 j! R. }% x- u+ H% }! O> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and7 D& Z$ u0 {8 {/ D
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was9 A6 k* w0 \- Z/ P
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
4 t9 q( F" D) v. X/ u> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
3 D# R2 C3 x% {" k$ C+ `; Q> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases# u# ~. V: H7 J: v9 W+ z
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be% ^2 M& r W: \* ^# o8 ~# H/ a
> next at bat.
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v1 s0 t* r O9 Y a/ o> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the+ o0 P! m: Z7 g$ t( ~+ c
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all* F2 Q+ A1 k% g( K
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
4 P/ M0 i& W! l3 u% ?0 t3 O, f> much less connect with the ball. h, k9 B8 N/ S# w8 u# a
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the0 n7 l# l9 j$ Q# D* ]
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
8 d. G0 K* M7 H8 X, ?> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make+ r. I& Q* a% E/ ?! e
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The! R; q, N+ \* O# c2 T
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
# p( T, [) T5 Y! U# ?) O> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
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" l8 s4 K: j U/ _0 g3 o: q> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and& E2 X. h" a6 k" ?- G# @1 g
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
7 _1 x# K; T B> out and that would have been the end of the game.$ l/ [1 \2 D8 m3 A% d& K
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out: ]" K8 v6 {2 t" y. C
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started5 s" l6 `6 n1 }3 L' @- |
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
" Z9 f: ^1 z. m! g6 `8 Y> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
& R1 x4 E1 \% y> wide-eyed and startled.
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! f V/ t0 \% w2 |" i> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay( P0 |! Q2 n: P5 M+ B# P
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
( C$ v' G+ m: Y> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had) I5 W. U) i3 y. O. F. o7 G; x
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
! J: _1 {8 D6 k1 C A# v> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
/ I& x6 u$ @& a! j( n! b3 v- F( @> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he," B' v! m" H9 t
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's5 c, n% Z( Q1 r& c, @1 e
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
P6 w( Z2 c. D% W; R! i4 R7 p8 k> circled the bases toward home.1 Q2 [ v5 |8 y+ s* Y+ ?" g- Y
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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( R! P. n2 ^, D- g/ c> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
: R7 H- z: j/ o S M( Z> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
; @$ o+ T, z) M1 J> Shay, run to third!' |- V. X2 I1 n
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
0 o' S, Y6 O. i3 Q5 L. S+ d> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
; D/ W2 u: ?/ z6 r> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
" c7 g2 h( Y: B5 Z. i, F9 j> game for his team.
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5 |# Z& v' N3 e$ f, \5 t6 p5 k( @8 C8 R> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,. y, S) G g. _
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never1 m7 {+ r" ?" u
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and# o2 N! `6 X+ E4 ~! @5 n! {) Y
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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/ N8 [% Q# f* [8 k2 L2 v% ?- M1 i> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
" Q; o2 F. y5 G& R" t0 E5 K6 p> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending! }8 J/ _$ E" h, J5 V! C. O/ y/ \
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
8 s5 O# M4 h' C. Q& Q- c- l> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency6 X0 E( H( i" n- Q* t) ~
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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1 c8 f/ x& L6 H2 S9 `7 J( [* h> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
& b2 P" Z; l6 A> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
0 b3 h1 w" ]1 e% G1 i> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
- g* J! U, X- t2 y* b> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have: |* m T# k- Y
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural2 V" K* W. Q1 r/ @7 b
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
2 j( x& A8 D" p! s4 e E8 a> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and5 B0 K" j& u) n( \- r
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little s; j( i. `9 u; ~
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
; B. a! Q6 L0 {. c> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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; k7 J. L: `) ?: m4 J& V> You now have two choices:
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8 n3 S5 _0 Q% h& {$ w7 K" `; E> 2. Forward( C+ ^9 c. U2 f5 p7 j
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6 N7 T# w. c$ u> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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