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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,7 x% ?8 W; O6 i6 U4 E/ @
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the' x# |1 j; M( Y+ y m$ E
> same choice?2 t& h+ m5 {! _0 S: T
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
' q, @7 @- F2 T1 g2 i> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
% O5 L: P1 I8 y( J> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
" t9 p! X# W! Z L% t> staff, he offered a question:
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" B. `) K: ^. Q$ M$ a3 Q" b/ M T. k> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
% R, F) Y' m& Y! g> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
4 e9 Y5 g6 D% _' b, ]/ t7 m! O9 f> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the4 r S# u0 k% L
> natural order of things in my son?': i3 E4 N6 [) g; o- R$ Z( E# b
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> The audience was stilled by the query./ j% r( O- R1 D- G) U
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- @# D2 T- X: ]/ h; z( \1 E> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
* N3 N1 n) Q5 X6 V: v> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
' P' |+ L6 a2 i2 N> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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# Q4 v, n0 l8 X! L9 Q- R> Then he told the following story:
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0 L- O7 o5 n; E8 j> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
, z- b: \' R6 N5 C0 y> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's5 {) H+ Y0 p2 [: ~" S
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
1 ?& n% `$ \: g4 I1 P4 u; [> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
" }/ T1 y* O W/ _6 U2 N `> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be; V( ^7 q( V8 p$ X
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.+ w' T4 ~: b% ] V! i6 l" X
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& P4 r+ \. [( h$ S> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not$ T3 _# \$ z1 _* U P
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and* u; M. O; b- ^8 u2 R$ D
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I9 q$ X# {2 [! |9 C9 G- A5 X6 v
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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, K1 v5 f# R# z* p: u W% c! L> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a# k! D1 f6 ?; d/ y: e5 x2 x* e1 B
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in* D* Q- j$ s" g8 G# g! p
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the* k3 p* B; ]$ R* m1 ^3 o
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
+ ^- T* |: ?4 ^3 v% R4 T# ~> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and9 |8 e' @: M/ V+ H3 O1 P
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
0 t: R Y2 V3 K) l5 p; }% V9 U6 o. u> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
& v9 U1 _7 A8 \( k* ~: Y> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the7 S& i! d4 l2 a% J# x5 s
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases" u" y3 O' v, r m0 t" g! D
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
6 r {# ]+ l2 H0 b) H) }; X> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
2 _2 r. q0 g. r) M> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
- n3 M; t+ t1 G2 @# e# H- B> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
5 q$ A2 s" b8 | W> much less connect with the ball.6 e6 C, B! g }8 k! {# F1 t1 ^
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
( [6 e7 K, w! R8 ^> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
. ^- d7 x( ~1 c; S3 L/ h> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make% Y) w8 D: ]2 v' e2 D4 g( d
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The |7 n, E3 P5 ~1 ?0 ?" c
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.' }# d- u& l. m2 f. ^+ @" A! X
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball/ s: l; Y" O6 g! Q
> right back to the pitcher.* u0 x5 }" w; g
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and1 a. q8 |, S/ F, k/ f
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
j+ ^- u0 e+ c" J> out and that would have been the end of the game.1 o2 t( F! Z. F+ N& r. n
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; c% F8 G8 r) K1 H. o7 [& ^> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
7 R) _- Z( s `; I7 Z1 W> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
1 A; T4 m+ W( N/ o> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
7 E( u- ]' J5 S9 }- p> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
9 C4 W3 H) k( f) ~( n$ h> wide-eyed and startled.! ]: l- S' _& x6 H
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2 `' j/ b9 F. v1 o0 z ~> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
' e- }8 D9 [3 V3 ~5 A> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
x5 Y& b5 L: t# I( M/ ^5 _, }> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. Y( H+ ~% `3 d# p8 N: A$ s! C> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to$ i, B8 P# m: p! a
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
5 J4 ?6 g' x* H) E1 u> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,6 G* b* o2 X6 A- j' A
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
& m4 E& I# c" ^! y1 S> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him E# M9 i; W8 y4 ~; ?$ A$ P& h
> circled the bases toward home.* e% U6 U r# ]* f- ]1 q
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'4 V4 x5 g( f" t" B2 [
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
2 [4 ]7 W) A/ K: j0 {> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!- t5 o& {4 o9 ]) [( T" y1 C, Y
> Shay, run to third!'
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( `3 @6 l' C, ? C6 u> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
. [" a4 D% Q+ q" f% v> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
; S- Q% A1 {3 X6 H1 w% }# Q> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the# M' z& u8 k9 A
> game for his team.- o7 _, X% v1 h& J* E' A
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,6 f- ?" H8 t3 X3 s5 t: k6 u8 y
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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% _' F8 K9 Y4 f3 _9 u> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never* d) ~, b: i) |. p
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
( Q/ F) a6 { d1 K1 n+ x> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!1 U) \* s5 C5 ~6 t' D
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, q8 l4 g% ^9 {- t: L/ Y- T> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes7 l0 V2 \) ?1 u( I
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending' T+ t# ?' c. ?
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 P9 j/ {+ B" h5 i6 \4 ~
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
$ d" K- c% f3 V" I> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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/ S& R5 `- v& O* w7 z> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
5 Q9 V# G) M4 p7 e" @> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
+ H% d6 H' _* a- m7 B# [> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
! g) K- B% R2 }# z, Q+ n> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
; M8 s) X0 C2 r7 ?/ Z: a% L> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
% R0 ~* P5 P6 t7 K" U" b9 ~> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
J. S) [& x1 ]4 h A, V> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and" E0 Z8 w) z C' x( N' A) r' U: L1 I
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little9 _: v1 x( J+ D& i. F0 \4 \+ E
> bit colder in the process?: e: o2 d3 N q5 ?/ {* V
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by; g5 l: \. q3 p1 ~& {' f6 t+ R
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.3 O0 }% I0 X, F& d& R
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> You now have two choices:7 w, Q n z7 @' h5 g) N
> 1. Delete- C! j) S' O2 o, c6 K5 O7 c! X
> 2. Forward
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* l$ }3 f8 [9 D( P" _8 T/ {> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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