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7 J/ _0 I, I. g" o" w> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,+ Q3 K0 {# k: x8 E+ C. [
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the3 d# `$ ^" r+ |' ~2 ]
> same choice?1 b! c6 t0 i' z
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,# u) s# \" \& G3 _7 E( y5 T
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be: Y2 y3 `+ ^) j% N" T8 I
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
4 p2 m' w) v0 S% f; ]2 W9 u! m> staff, he offered a question:3 ] n5 \& a! K$ o
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$ v/ D" N8 q- t> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
7 R5 ]2 y$ Q; u% a3 i> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
; t; l! q( w- q j+ ~. o> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
7 s3 R. A/ Y; ]5 d+ _> natural order of things in my son?'
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; c/ T6 ^8 L% T/ W M> The audience was stilled by the query.
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3 p$ ^- q! C! T6 ^> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
% j! i6 {$ R* a1 P; F1 s; c6 c> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize3 f9 ^5 y& r( {% r2 N% V/ e2 Y
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
2 s7 R9 H' s1 d* j) Z8 |- r2 o- f> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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3 Z! _5 k, y' c3 c> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were$ M5 K$ `* v! ~9 H' [* N
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's) c4 F4 S5 K1 s
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
6 |, G4 l @) Y# R# a1 ~> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,; b9 ]9 D# e* y9 c! E. Z% y% N
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
3 D. X* |: w6 G" G4 o# {1 ]> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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A& X% C' a+ e' l> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
& h" b! [: F/ e" {. @> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and4 Q) N' J' u" V, y$ F% }/ W6 i
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I$ `8 q. i% E$ @" r5 l+ J
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth }3 q, a. a T [" e. F
> inning.'
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/ {6 L& ~! \6 C> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
6 H- K" M* s/ @8 G1 b+ l> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in6 m% V0 ~) {! g* H2 E! w$ E8 x& _/ L
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
' o+ g+ \8 {1 O+ q7 q( Z> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still+ i: L) J" G( z @
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and/ L6 R) v3 u' l4 @3 R/ `
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was; A) i' S: R, Q, u* D
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
# T" V" l% }# _ Q+ E( c, U> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
$ e. Z: y1 }% G0 U% @) b> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
# I' P) t: D) j% s% s% l" v$ b! I> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be1 I1 w! r% W. W' s
> next at bat.! v2 T# ]6 w# V3 p. |- T
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" v. t& G1 c; l6 f# J7 w> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
4 w: c0 b- n; J5 J. o! t$ f> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all n7 n8 X- {$ ^2 W3 y h/ U
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,- z. G* A5 ?7 N1 k' I; Z
> much less connect with the ball.
0 {) s7 M) v1 i> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the, [( s+ C4 t, @! C$ o
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved: s Q R5 j4 a# w
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make, f- [* w J( j B6 F, m
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
- k& S# T# b* K& r4 ?1 {* s6 c. o' [> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.4 m7 S. S5 q) q. @$ ~
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
! v: d. a# S1 a. A0 c7 A> right back to the pitcher.
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% z2 s2 t% \$ E" L# k; {! n> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and+ W9 m! N7 M/ I# x' Z
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
# l6 z( ^! W% x1 _4 F> 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
0 Z, U- H9 M' y4 ~5 f> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
2 M6 I& a; w9 U7 y> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
8 V" Q' L+ |' L5 P" D* Q> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,$ d1 H% H, i: o/ x5 a, f
> wide-eyed and startled.
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9 A1 X: j. ]2 O* t6 b7 t> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
0 [6 f/ [8 [5 d% [- q2 F> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
( z8 E7 u W3 m, M9 X+ y> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
+ R! U' d$ Y" N> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to8 A, x" Y" y6 f0 K" a
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the# G, C) N+ y4 K) y) J0 r- p4 H3 y
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,8 R K# J' k. T- v& S7 E0 V
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
. ~* M2 `- _1 j3 G6 ~; E5 V8 y> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him% X Y" w! C; u: R7 A6 d6 z
> circled the bases toward home.
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( L4 I0 F# w! s> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'5 A! m7 t8 C2 [) T+ S
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4 l8 ^' v( R' u% m4 V> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by( v& x; p. h: ^/ f1 r! N
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!& f% D M* x6 E5 X( H
> Shay, run to third!'+ h( S& @/ g; U; Z
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l% W4 Y# L/ I! f% g> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
. V- s$ f2 U7 x! P+ \> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
# y9 h' _8 T6 {0 x: v> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
+ Y* j, t8 N5 K( U: z9 o> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,$ p/ J& t+ w1 S( _0 b7 J6 K5 e
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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8 {: `/ M! W0 ]3 R' x) Z/ C> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
3 B+ F( u1 M4 J, |> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and) s1 T e; {. ~& B. {. [" V
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!' ?# }! @* l% U k! S% i! S' \
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# U" s2 K3 @' |> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes7 ~. y' ?- G: K! a9 ?( P! d/ E" a
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending. i |3 k% _" r
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often, t; w' `, s$ O. M3 C! d
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency2 R) w& C% \0 @ H
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.3 e8 s9 o* ]5 w2 F
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: Y9 l. i& p" B8 v" Z3 a( @0 ~1 w/ f; _> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're: U0 @ O" ~' e$ P8 ~+ r" S8 o3 [4 J
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
# i) x2 c6 v }! \> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
2 O& z) j3 I" |" p- u1 q> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
0 v9 ~. }& B2 V, N9 u2 w; y$ T. ?> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
. S2 A! @ @; s: C4 ^4 d: h+ t> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people7 e2 k8 P3 B" z2 c
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
6 x: w# c% `. z0 L> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little7 D k+ }: W* x
> bit colder in the process?9 f" c9 v% P9 z5 Y- [: F) H1 K+ q
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% x1 R3 J" c2 R$ \! ^; N7 v> A wise man once said every society is judged by
. W& M9 e0 U* ]" ~; k0 t& n> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:7 U1 b4 w+ |5 v" o3 X. j
> 1. Delete
. L1 _& P5 K2 g> 2. Forward
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( m% S+ H; F7 M" C, J- J& \' v% u> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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