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Two Choices
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6 y( \4 |0 e5 v2 v4 |# y> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,: Z% R9 \6 o7 _
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
) I! T' y0 F8 O> same choice?7 C5 C2 X; X! ]4 E. a# } c
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,/ P7 h7 [2 u: t6 Q+ R
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be6 a& J( B5 D* B5 V4 d
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated+ Z' |5 j: l$ \% R3 s4 `
> staff, he offered a question:7 y- a5 Y" n, B* \. A( t
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) u1 z$ p5 m0 N3 L$ Y# W> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is1 E! U8 L F# Q5 t, [
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
- M5 C; M/ r$ @7 i> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
% P0 v% P! o* V5 }: @> natural order of things in my son?'- K# r" p. M0 }+ E
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$ n6 r- c3 k" W5 I! R' o> The audience was stilled by the query.8 y2 e9 ^. I3 I& v7 K' P
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& s# R" [) K P' L> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
- E2 {. n. \, l0 R> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
2 H, \& T# d& K. j1 x$ f> 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
. c4 B! X& P& d1 \1 e> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
/ N- Z& n/ P- H' @> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their& {+ H, X) X1 n7 x' R
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,7 S7 ? t% h/ r/ b) A
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
- l+ P! M5 k8 Y q5 D2 Y0 a4 H> 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 (not
, @' b9 J1 x9 l4 t* @" G> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
0 Z% q+ ^) W5 Y" J- ^, I! \> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
1 @7 _0 ^, J6 K> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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- W; C5 |0 [% z7 L> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
* U9 T1 S- d) @6 J+ F> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in0 c7 h& n" b3 N8 v. i8 v3 M
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the) |% M! ?' e% t
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still3 \; g; c, T4 I! n0 D! s
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
% O. Z6 A* Z, z. x+ V3 ]+ e> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was& i/ f1 \6 W4 l1 P
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
+ E( L# f& [" @1 m' G( u! o> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
5 ]' u: @: D1 C% j> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases$ v/ J+ T! g) Z, L. x. q/ \* I
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
) p2 I5 m& ~$ k5 n> next at bat.
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8 Z& i* e' H# c0 U @& t( _> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the# T/ u1 r8 p$ b2 U- K9 g" d
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
: d- ?. L: g' I) C3 t> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,* N D1 Q7 a' v+ N! T, p
> much less connect with the ball.
+ t3 F2 S# E6 b+ x- |& l. f> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the4 ~- W3 H& j, b: W6 c, P, f1 c
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
, L1 |- e$ t! k8 @6 [! y$ W> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
, l4 G1 n; N! `& E( { T/ E7 K# r7 t> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
( I8 Y" z% _/ ]> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
9 E# F, H$ o# ?2 c5 {, l9 l> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball7 |9 d$ i* u, j+ @1 Y" Q$ I/ j
> right back to the pitcher.! k0 k- d/ a( _6 |. M% m
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and+ A4 ]8 |7 g3 y
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
3 w7 l& Z+ O) c' D' ^ o& s' K> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
% r/ g& k$ _9 W4 l9 m N+ @> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
, y f) z% O7 q# {6 G% O> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever6 u# [: V: r" f
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,# x. t% j; n& G% g7 c! o
> wide-eyed and startled.
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; k6 V2 W& Y7 A5 h> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
) [- Q3 ~( {* z) |2 W& s% H$ R> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the* X i# |) S' [+ t- B- V% n
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
! i" f! R* s9 {0 }. |4 B' a4 b> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
3 v: T# h# R. }2 _; ?> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the% i1 X5 m. `3 c" }+ l
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
% N3 K; ~- K1 j6 K$ O2 Y# B+ [4 p> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
# g# M" Q7 a) m4 w, {' ]! Z> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him: C7 g2 L' M Q
> circled the bases toward home.+ C- A! g' { ~. c, t
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'3 l: ~; B3 x- b& [2 ?
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1 N3 Q1 U* h* T. e6 j5 O" S> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
: ]& I" b0 k1 [' h" v> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!) j7 o% d2 L- O& g
> Shay, run to third!'2 T6 w3 [+ b a5 [8 U' E( y2 Q
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$ R' {; b W/ b> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
9 U2 F: Z7 u9 L> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped5 `7 m$ c# o/ h+ ?9 O* }
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the9 m* U. D- I9 U4 t2 M& v4 ^
> game for his team.1 p4 w- n) A2 @4 C+ @
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,3 m% `6 x+ i. e
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity) t7 X4 o4 H, I3 ]4 m$ m
> into this world'.0 w4 l( p; T9 {( ~& U) \
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: O' A) w* p9 X> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
/ H& U) E1 P0 ~; E/ [! U> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
8 ? `& T5 \$ z, g# m- S> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!3 X% s e' f# x4 a) A: l
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
( o* ^* [- W2 ~> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending/ W, j" F( x/ c: T% ^
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
; g* [* R1 Q1 ~- G' Z* ^> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
6 g- B, k; S) q' |+ x1 t! z* N0 x* V> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
1 y o! g* e2 I" j! l> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the8 I) ]" _+ F2 F0 ~
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who; D e. B( K) `! U
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
. W" W' s B, j! ~9 e> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
r0 \0 _; b$ F: \/ j% B+ G$ G> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
" j: d& R+ L9 u2 T7 h> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and) z( O6 r& q+ I
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
. \- \6 g* t* |0 Z% H* U: i8 `- _2 Y> bit colder in the process?
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" j+ O, a) x% [- y4 A) v/ |> A wise man once said every society is judged by
3 _9 U' k% P' ^- b> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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" }$ C9 T4 Z T8 N( _% I: G> You now have two choices:
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" ^7 L5 T f( f4 Q: h; ~8 S> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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