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' [4 V# c; F( L3 P> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,( w) g2 H3 q7 ~( C) f
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
5 }# ~, G- D g) n7 Z% P> same choice?( Q! P* [, |, l; y! F5 i" z+ }
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
3 t: `. A p( H5 ]+ v7 q> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
) k8 f$ W& Y9 w; ~> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated! `4 z' B* b* c9 q7 k( ~! m
> staff, he offered a question:
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$ [, m$ s7 a$ G> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is! F6 Z8 S0 _# Y8 \7 ~& m4 E
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
- j; D" ~. K; [9 K9 p& I$ c. s> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
E, s' b9 }4 @> natural order of things in my son?'4 P, ~8 j8 ]' _' P
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4 c4 h# ~5 m2 }1 Q, R. j> The audience was stilled by the query.4 }% ^' |" x9 Z8 M! d
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4 j' c* i' C b0 m. ~> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically9 Z4 f& ]- t/ N3 L* F: a
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize1 b, `. S! o; A6 ] ~
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people' E9 C( x: r5 z3 k! G
> treat that child.'
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: G1 ^- Q: y% ~ G> Then he told the following story:+ s7 l* C$ Y, z( O& u: _( h, g
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' j$ i4 h! i9 u, j> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
( I/ G* Z3 Y( L' m$ b4 F> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's5 G/ @ I2 O# I$ ]) N! S
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their7 U6 U0 I+ g, W* k
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,$ a0 e* x O( x9 p; O
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( Z+ |9 N# J& [0 I8 j# w
> 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, N7 u' J; v$ `, J7 z7 Z; m
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and5 q: a) `8 h; U+ g
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I* |9 v9 r4 _% E! E( i& S
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth! R, b9 U0 T/ G+ Y2 Z. [
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5 S. Y- o; N+ k' y. H. r> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
6 W, f8 W2 |' a! h> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in6 k1 {. M" a8 e* m n/ D
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the7 n- X1 O6 u( V8 Z+ R
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
% k" N( n! q( ?8 E! h$ {> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
/ ]- c! y! S) q; [( F& {! ~6 e> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was6 T3 H7 E! |- c( t
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
% e# p i) `4 H$ [4 |> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the1 c( O3 h/ y% M$ H$ P3 ?: o
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
+ E+ u. [3 O7 p> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be5 l; c/ ]# c, k$ g3 i
> next at bat.
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5 D* W' ^: h$ N5 S6 w/ q6 Z> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the+ h& Y& {% _% d) D" F- \" [$ v
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all1 @( s! T6 E1 E O0 C
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
& n+ t3 V8 x1 q7 P. v' ], I8 q8 I# ^> much less connect with the ball.. R6 {+ Q' o8 `/ `: n& a7 D# D. y
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the. r* D% j: b8 P- B1 [! o7 m/ `
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
* C1 L+ }3 i% H" a; O> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! X5 X$ S+ \- p
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The) c$ R; g( k6 o4 N d3 x
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
u* D5 v0 [; \( e8 r7 r! @> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball6 ^# V8 v( y( `' u ^% d6 C
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
: W: K2 [/ Z/ F- v> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been# d, |. E, y2 X; I
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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$ f4 U" [$ k) S! v. B( g> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out) `) q% q1 ?) a7 `
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
* G; }& m" @9 ~' l% [> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
/ y7 h, `7 [4 T# k/ G) o> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
+ N& X% o2 ~) k> wide-eyed and startled.
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5 U3 S. F2 R+ [! v1 _3 {/ X7 R P> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay- s6 ~' E5 o3 g' p4 q( ?% G9 _
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the* ]0 r3 C! j ]8 F. v
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had" g P% I( O. P
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to, O& ?& Y9 D2 I& O+ b& s( d
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
# F7 a3 L1 h- i% T/ \" y> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
) e( Z: M/ r$ u5 L9 \> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
/ P; \7 ?5 m5 w7 A# }/ \2 x> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him9 N' Q2 |9 w9 P4 O
> circled the bases toward home.
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+ A# ~- e* x! O8 ~> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'/ I( X5 k" y4 b6 [: h
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
) t' _# Y$ \+ n' P7 G, T" B> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
- r9 F2 B- a3 c% R5 q) a6 ^> Shay, run to third!'
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0 [0 b' O5 y, Y3 F6 T> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
! f, h! t e# U! e7 B> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped& E( A. x/ d4 D9 x
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the4 v' D/ g! W L5 z, c, ?) Z
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,, C+ y1 F& Y/ ^# E! n% I. J
> '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 never m3 k1 i1 I* O. o, U2 ?/ X
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and) p1 i- g1 I4 | o3 Y
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!1 _9 k8 t" O1 l" {
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
2 @3 { v- ^) F6 b! i& @> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending# b' P. z* q# J9 T# W3 ?8 z
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often6 V' V1 E) \: u, P; ^# H
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
t, K# w5 _- o) K> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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# s I$ K F* |6 `0 f% D1 L+ r> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're$ `5 ^" G3 ~0 d+ l) f1 Q: e
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
" _/ o0 t* Y9 Y6 |* {> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
. H0 z* x, N2 V" m1 h> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
5 a5 h7 C. V2 B1 ~3 f, I) \> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural/ i& u5 W ~, Q
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people+ o9 c/ I4 B9 H0 V. I
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
- j% p' L2 l$ L, [> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
7 q- s' f- W$ E. x> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
& l0 A7 d5 x+ D$ C> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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* V; a9 Z. P5 `9 \1 I) }% [> You now have two choices:
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5 r' `1 O5 j8 c0 \> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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