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# ]) E6 |" ]; w& y' |7 X; b> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,; R. f: U* a+ g/ c$ z# }
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
# y/ T% F9 [) G> same choice?
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' q% t5 `6 t( T* z> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
9 @5 B+ R/ |& n1 \, L3 ~> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be1 ^8 Z: J# ?, X2 n4 A
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated6 d) R8 e$ @! S
> staff, he offered a question:) l0 V5 U+ `. k6 [% v! }7 E; f
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is9 o7 i8 Y# b9 E- g
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
( F) D0 y. B3 I8 i- O1 O> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the) K+ d. V% v" z' S/ u, }
> natural order of things in my son?'1 r1 _- e# i" S+ O' y6 H2 X
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3 v$ S9 }2 T# w3 p/ ^> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically( L0 M% `, b6 B5 }
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
: S- v- l3 ` i0 z& ~- y" N> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people$ L' A: Z) D; S- c6 q, m( n* V
> treat that child.'
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# t% K7 b+ B+ M- Q> Then he told the following story:
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; ~6 @" n7 E3 D9 M) q; a. K> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
2 P# F' b; S3 @! {' s P& U> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's \ X+ [3 Y; ~
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
9 C$ R1 {' |" L( E9 T> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,/ D( R: P7 R1 k' H m
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be- F1 z! T+ i @
> 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 (not6 [/ ?3 [9 r6 m# _5 s
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and$ J2 |6 y& F+ z3 e& Z/ O
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
" q3 x( t( ~% w, D, _> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth: ]* p, m% H3 g9 T s: ^
> inning.'
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" Z0 l$ ?7 J8 W, _, \> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
: s7 W: P3 C% T8 g; X0 B> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
, F! u* X6 p4 f7 G2 o0 u> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the" U9 B; _; X- O$ }
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still' m# q% ?5 g% ^6 c/ E
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
0 G, Q/ t. B$ I- L) l1 ^2 D> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
, [( `& I& J' E V> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from e- g3 E S+ O$ p! B2 i8 t' M# B) Q# \
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the1 n4 m$ G1 q- V4 j: b; ^5 `
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases. k0 O1 u: L: h) w- f
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be x6 g, r- U* K* C$ p1 H( | r
> next at bat.3 }& k& E0 K2 O8 `4 z( N5 |" D* j
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the/ N" Z' q+ x- }- i
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all- h6 u5 z/ D I$ k, h: ]5 d
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
; {: c5 q0 S* v- ^6 t> much less connect with the ball.% l/ O% M5 P. F3 p' w
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
3 {8 f, d& [1 j> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
* p+ _1 S1 \6 C) u> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make5 @/ u2 O! q- N. m
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
5 K: L9 B4 ~3 y# Z" n. l# y> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.5 F) `. d; D2 b# {0 j
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
8 `7 c" e& |( b! S/ C" K> right back to the pitcher.& n; ~" J1 B9 N7 H" M+ C0 @
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& E5 c" O1 j: a/ Q5 a> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and) A2 Z+ y) w( b7 @- C
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
! Z5 B* F: L, w1 F0 ? F' s% F> out and that would have been the end of the game.! @' W! [6 E. `/ v
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T3 W9 R; R3 [9 V9 H> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out. J: f% I& E \" ?: w* U5 U
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started0 A* y, T! C3 k! w: ^1 B2 J
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever% y( o/ h4 L& a: L/ h
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
9 ~) v# s3 n5 |1 X5 [> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
& P5 X# j& @8 D> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
4 A0 U) [7 {. @; G> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
$ v- z1 i n" h% b' f& a> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to( b8 E) b. [5 W d K
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the( d! l& f4 g8 e; f
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,$ o: H" [+ T. |' K, v2 ^4 m9 `3 \# X
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
) a( V+ I$ q9 g: e0 ^> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
2 i, L' l6 J% B! y> circled the bases toward home.
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> 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
' J) ]9 F. G* @5 u: @7 z3 W> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!: O( `' O$ Z: l# M( T/ w
> Shay, run to third!'* Y+ c" [) k! ]' \. L* U; ~+ m, h3 P0 k( Z
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on8 ?3 m7 l: `- P8 t' E! Z
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
* }0 j; {% C$ n! ^> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the: M1 u# @. d0 q9 S' A- w8 p
> game for his team.
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$ [5 o. v; ^* F R4 Z> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,' _& M% b- q4 |: Q' V0 c7 c/ ^/ y( @
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity+ F& x3 y: ^' B# k" W9 _, X% Y" j
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* K }4 {0 C5 @" W9 f( Z> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
8 k! M$ U' R+ D: x- A; N0 }% y> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
! E" Z, V+ ?! I1 ]* B> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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! g: e% T$ ^) f7 d( j7 ?> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes7 Z' T4 A. S$ s2 E+ b/ F
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending9 M9 u0 v6 H- l/ E8 w" K
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often. v( Q$ ~4 i! k# {$ F
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency# V" B# S! [7 V5 j0 I c1 Y
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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3 z" s; W6 [; R H2 n> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're# A) D& X( F- z. ~" r% c
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the6 ]4 O2 a. }- G; H4 ]# n
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who9 j3 J) |1 s0 d2 O" n7 t+ ?
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
1 u4 C5 j" t. v. [+ t* S" g, b! c> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural. W; h$ ^" V; A: e$ @1 e
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people1 y0 |: U/ X6 J }5 k$ I
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and1 t U0 V9 E0 J5 X. V" C
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
7 {7 `& q* d2 ^> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by9 _1 |% K" m; q y
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.9 b' ?3 Q& ^" U" {& c5 Q# _+ f* M. Q
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> You now have two choices:" ]3 T' z2 l5 K' w" B
> 1. Delete, p t% E5 Z a! N
> 2. Forward9 M+ [4 `/ L% e d0 g. Y
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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