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Two Choices
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# [# e v1 y, g> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,% y& R3 J* h% v: p. a. f3 R! T
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
) h0 S: j! e# q2 O> same choice?
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% M0 K, U; N& J* B> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,/ e( K. Q. P1 @* ^* Z7 \6 `4 W3 i7 s
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
4 J& Y9 F5 D) Q3 D% z7 p> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
0 P3 J- H' G8 s& K& g> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
- `0 p" D% |1 k, M7 k> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other: s( m, J, L; \: T0 t/ y) o3 W
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the1 E/ b' `2 _4 n
> natural order of things in my son?'9 `0 H8 Z' i; P2 w4 B6 @
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4 _ N) c0 K' A" i2 j% V. F> The audience was stilled by the query.
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: l6 p& N! t1 `4 ^1 M5 t> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically, H& C' l& j! a
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize) i A8 W" b$ l9 W# \ ?
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people0 H; V* f8 e2 \
> treat that child.'0 n- C, H3 J o+ f! c
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> Then he told the following story:0 i7 R/ [7 }; @0 @
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
9 _# j* z7 g, @+ W% L4 L> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
! A, ~5 u. Z2 U7 h) Y. X1 K% C> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
% o2 _' Q) ~) k> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,; G2 _6 b, \* m) R5 R9 J
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
' J/ F6 A; u/ V3 x/ e7 T M; Q> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.( U- h; l, f# p" q4 \7 H; J
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& [- W3 r6 k. w3 _( H> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
+ Z8 J' x$ Y6 Q# @> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
: ?. X% G2 h4 l7 {* D> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
6 {$ }: }2 p0 a9 c> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ T( O& A& q# G/ R! P
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
# h4 C1 X) p6 z5 d% h2 @: b> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
/ D6 Z3 a& v) U. _> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the0 { i& c1 y( [6 B+ v$ H
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
t& {& ?# [6 l% A3 ^> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
0 N, N+ q4 e, v$ M N> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was% z, f% g0 ^8 @
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from# T) S5 J4 J4 {% K2 H6 w
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
7 k! N% r. z0 ^# i> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
7 A7 R8 @" K8 Y+ p- u1 H, h> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be# T: j$ p5 q& E$ n
> next at bat.$ Y. Y; p9 k4 ~: q v" o
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the5 Y9 c2 O% [0 E% E; t, K; L, T
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
/ J: n/ O6 `7 m0 i5 a> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,* o4 X- M/ {6 e; q! K6 S- i
> much less connect with the ball., c) ?* k, l$ T! _# q7 M' p
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the( V5 q1 Z" d7 R, K _
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
. d* h# P9 j( s5 o. v. T> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
! L, `' [$ P4 a4 h) p> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The0 D# q2 A" V% h0 |8 V! ^; m* [0 a# s
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.1 |3 f0 _. U" `, D) k
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
" x4 C% w3 x) @6 @( F> right back to the pitcher.; l0 p; r5 u& [) H( R
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% x4 g! @9 |6 Q, t9 b> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
1 M( `2 B7 }( T2 [. a2 M> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
- ]) r4 n, ~5 r% o, m; C2 ]> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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4 C% H1 n3 D8 G> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
! Z" t* s9 v4 E; H9 ?> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
' Y8 C3 w& V; a X( ]/ D% c> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever3 p; R/ J8 Z7 J2 [6 t
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
5 s& b1 ?3 V9 a5 l, k. f7 q. ]> wide-eyed and startled.2 O4 Y4 v9 R- H/ R* r0 O4 i
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]$ R8 Z Z# X$ W> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
! p# G9 C5 a V* h$ U> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the' G5 H( [# f! M
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
5 ~/ {. i# G, s" S2 A# X% @> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
/ n# U8 n7 r+ l; X6 ~> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
; H2 S7 m, f* J2 k7 _' F> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,/ N. a5 Z8 e9 v! D$ U2 a0 i
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's( v& ]0 k. c8 M; D9 ^$ g3 \/ Y
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him1 c0 }5 r$ s4 z9 p! i3 Y
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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& V8 i0 S/ K& s; L5 n& l& y> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by4 A' ^7 f" m4 c4 d- N
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!3 K5 b) v. L' ]9 w/ s' t5 ]
> Shay, run to third!'& T8 B" ?- i2 {8 b$ U0 E
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on; d- D1 n$ K. D8 z* c8 }6 [
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped0 c6 B) n3 d0 i9 ^# W+ I5 G( p
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the0 O9 T0 a2 V- t; h4 u% b- T- v
> game for his team.+ T0 E2 G/ I$ u7 a$ r3 U
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
: P4 Z W# T: ^) {+ I+ b> '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 never3 s5 B* h# e( U+ |9 B$ p
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
1 C/ n- }! I7 C> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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# e& X; n5 `; L9 ?6 X, d' u2 u. K> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
1 ]; ?, w* h9 m6 N2 h5 I> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
) r( S: w Q& D- d; w> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often0 Q7 {$ r% Z7 i0 U$ ?' `
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
- K/ g. h, t* v) ~8 k> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.* ^. G& a: ]# X3 s; i4 W7 z) y
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're9 }; [4 K( D0 {
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the% F9 I$ x4 A; C3 x
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who# `' |. [$ v$ Z o2 O
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
# [! p8 W/ g2 u2 i4 R, J' s> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
) t- ` d7 p( S- {> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
* F2 T# w6 B l! m& J> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
5 f3 P: P# I- d> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little" O* M8 H$ G5 u( @' C9 o
> bit colder in the process?
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7 B4 h5 A9 P! m* M |> A wise man once said every society is judged by* v# o7 o6 J- X' w$ Q8 Q2 F
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.0 \% {2 i M; }0 l2 R5 T+ L
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! I. D" I9 l r> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward( I6 C t8 m6 I
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* }/ P. ]. R( Q8 t$ v6 G> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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