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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,0 k+ r7 S7 s8 }" q+ w1 @
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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( ` ]" q; V- F9 S> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated8 p+ i4 I: E+ I
> staff, he offered a question:, Q% \7 v) [/ b7 @1 t
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
8 w6 |$ s$ u# A, P, v, D3 j! y- W G> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other) [2 k( V+ G6 ^, n; v- U
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
3 Z1 d- p" D& @% H4 X) J4 I) d3 K> natural order of things in my son?'
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3 b/ C4 Q9 i. A0 R> The audience was stilled by the query.5 N7 ~, m! Q- ^9 S
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically; A5 E% G& l+ N( p8 ^4 R/ k& V; Q
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
8 |3 M% Z, f0 k> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
# ]$ g0 \9 V* v/ o0 j> treat that child.'
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; s9 S( M) r3 q> Then he told the following story:% i" o3 V1 k4 Z" }
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) k5 ?2 L! r2 b4 x& j> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
J$ l5 d6 `3 I> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's3 j) h9 M. x& S9 K& w: V2 k
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
5 {- h8 O% p( ]& [* \9 i: Z! C' @& O, U> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
% _- R# {/ U- i, S> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be5 M' S% ^" f9 h9 j
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. z8 i3 h/ a+ {6 g9 b* I# K$ z
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, F( W4 I" \) L3 R4 p, w& Y! U> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
8 x J+ H5 O, D: O> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and2 K' X/ f5 Y4 G3 g9 s
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I2 ^# |% [: p8 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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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a; x' @' |) g; O( v* [
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
6 u6 ]1 `# B* {( B+ x> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
0 s1 j& ]9 A- G4 Q" k+ ?3 l2 d- y> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still5 C1 o" V+ e, c6 f/ m0 ?) g3 l
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
7 I; O0 N- Y. Q; X) B> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
( O$ @1 h4 u4 w7 }5 e+ x> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from! ^, h3 h( W9 r5 _. M0 D
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the/ }! e+ N# R% G9 v/ O6 K; _
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
1 l4 z( L' E3 I! z, }, k6 Y( R" n> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be+ J! {7 V/ [# X- W
> next at bat.# u8 Y9 x3 ~$ a/ g3 k' d0 h* {
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; m, Q" f% v4 j> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
4 {6 a: g3 A* `> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
2 c. ]* O, M+ w> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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/ P% v9 [. w' H `" c7 W3 D, M> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the; O- K7 g z9 t2 d. |% c" o' m
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved% [ U% r# L8 L2 ]
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make' v! b2 V1 X/ U: Z
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The2 \3 E* {. U1 L9 b+ o! {
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.0 N+ e8 B9 y! N
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
4 b" K7 D& ?+ Z' @6 i> right back to the pitcher. [$ S/ M/ j& K3 |
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; p- v; X& S! Q- E# y( G> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and5 T: z. X: |& x+ ~
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
* H+ o% u8 P' P6 w: ]> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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9 H, K' L2 v; G1 s> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
; t7 A4 o( K$ u& L# @5 _> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
; o( e: h+ n1 z> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever/ v% T( N/ z& b- X- y) g$ e+ |# ]
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,+ K1 @; @, X# c7 V
> wide-eyed and startled.
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! X9 w5 H" W; `' c W> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
* X" ^6 z- i" U$ {5 ~> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
; v% T( T/ I/ y" p9 |0 S> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had$ p' W& _- w& n
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
6 O' j1 a; U' S* ^! a( W> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
! ~+ g V2 U9 }2 t> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,4 T) P4 i! e# }! c9 h: n, s: y6 Y, \
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's& [" @, z/ h- X' z
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him& z* Z# |! M1 R
> circled the bases toward home.
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3 f3 {0 q2 j t2 r/ A1 n7 ^> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by" j7 e$ ?! p! G r7 i, U- B$ i: R
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
0 I& r, V. @( [- A+ K> Shay, run to third!'' E/ q5 P+ U y, n: l `
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( B# ~5 X4 M C8 p6 D8 n5 Y> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
' a( B0 Z+ F# U$ ?3 q) N% n; J> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped$ @! A' \! _& H* e& @
> 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,9 ]# a* S* |" D; B3 S0 O: Q* [
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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7 o6 H3 N* I1 |8 G! U$ _> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never9 }2 U, I9 l2 j/ f0 G8 ]7 e$ g y7 Y
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
7 w% }/ J4 F1 T2 }7 s, i% u> 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# k/ R3 ?( ]1 k e! ]" O
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending) D* u7 ]% N% o6 P
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
; i0 `( s: G: d4 r: ?, @; Q> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
7 Q, @4 C3 \; w3 C; \9 h> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.6 O+ {6 g1 \+ v0 b& z% k
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# s) |" f& M( _' a- h> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're! I9 P" X Y4 F$ s* h: P
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
A% P3 R; L I; J! [. e3 t+ R> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
$ C [2 S5 A: J7 U6 Y; W& O> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have( p+ ]" U$ ]0 L: }, W2 I
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
. x5 l/ o% ?7 ?! y4 ]> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people' Q3 l9 Z2 C0 [2 S$ s
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
" m% G+ L5 Q1 {+ |6 ]> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
! ?) }$ K! X- B7 a Z4 L1 l4 ]> bit colder in the process?
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2 t7 `6 {# A. i) R; N4 |> A wise man once said every society is judged by, U$ \: y% e/ d0 c5 A
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.2 t: I) d3 l/ s4 @
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8 h Y/ R3 `+ ?! K) m> You now have two choices:5 O( h; Z+ F* o3 `' @
> 1. Delete2 n" ^ }8 ^4 K n
> 2. Forward
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! |' @2 N- _4 Q# Y& D> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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