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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
8 w) G" v- U/ y- b: G$ L/ ?/ n> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
6 J+ A7 ~5 j1 ^, q( H# v6 S> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated: t9 m+ V' U# k. |
> staff, he offered a question:8 N2 y) T5 l0 I0 n- s0 b
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, I0 C5 T; E: F. Y- P6 ^> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is% ^) j) h0 W2 V) C
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
2 K B+ C0 y0 v) m* t" z. Q/ |> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the+ d/ G6 X1 r, O6 Q* O
> natural order of things in my son?'
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- X" r9 k/ \$ n6 Y! v> The audience was stilled by the query.- y* j! N& L, I8 F
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4 H- i5 d4 ]0 F4 I. s& b> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
; D$ d" ?4 f* E% j/ t> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize5 d! l- a1 R& d" N
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
4 C8 o5 _8 e0 A* ^7 S> treat that child.'
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/ l$ [: p# i; y1 ]% v) J9 R* f9 M> Then he told the following story:- L9 I y3 p% g0 |* T4 B8 C: }, r$ m
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
1 c+ t% l" C. q: ^> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
) {; @4 ~ J6 G5 ^4 Q( g> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their( U) z# M7 q* I. y1 j0 N& v7 K
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
1 ]3 Z0 o# I: j# t$ E W> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
9 [% [( S5 Z9 t( S> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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+ N# y/ \; K" `> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not$ w3 g8 H) b9 D- ?: ?
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
; H+ h2 n9 t# H8 H/ d% p, T8 p> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
, q, H M* h5 ^& T> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ x& k6 V: @/ u2 S4 P$ I( l
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a0 [. g8 k5 l- _& S% |
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
* J6 s! K# [+ A3 i- }+ E1 }& f) B> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
7 Z$ ?' ]( d3 T& Q/ ^" M5 A> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still8 n5 B) r3 }* \( r
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
( P/ T( ^& U* Z- r& g! {2 m# A* B> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was7 o1 j9 V# D1 i. @) h% `
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
( y4 W. t& {3 T5 m. z4 G> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
: N: W6 x% C1 ?6 u> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases# r2 T2 G& R# ~, E* s
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
* y% D* Z. o7 m i> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the$ g7 v* I6 J, p
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
8 p8 K& Y8 f9 Q3 g> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
% T" O4 u2 o$ G* s% y> much less connect with the ball.
5 w/ F- z2 |7 \( @8 w" m> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
7 m' N. [5 b1 O( b> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
. K- M6 X$ K" `5 h- c: Z" h> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make, q I% o' y; ], Y; s' Z I! m
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The# W2 b5 X. |& E$ l% @+ n
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.2 X- v" T/ Y4 A) X& H8 i8 A1 c) B
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball- I `% v0 Y$ T/ j& |, g* r
> right back to the pitcher.; U2 I+ w6 ]" U/ S/ T) s
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- i; _& J& w3 _+ t) X> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and" ?8 K* |8 c2 `7 @3 V3 r' s# K
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
& u9 e# a* _! \> 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
; f3 J* L' x' p- t. v: c6 C+ n> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
7 h) q/ \1 ^2 A3 P: `6 e! ?4 a. f> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
* _3 v; G7 Z# W+ d> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,- k1 {( M& P# e6 d+ U
> wide-eyed and startled.
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+ j% p: [+ M7 J" f# ?1 g7 H; s+ B> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
+ i: Z2 I# C- Y% o$ m/ l! ~0 |> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
. v L9 `) O7 c4 ]- z9 X> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
( ]4 s7 Q: E' A' @> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
5 B3 P9 {8 W; Z1 T" ?: K( c> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
| Y' E. g% V8 b$ g> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
3 J2 F. W9 t4 r1 [% f. B' ]> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
* w& I# K! p/ x) o; q; x> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
8 {7 f! z1 X: V( y$ J5 k> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
/ ~6 ~) h! ]* ^2 M' \> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! N0 d# W A, W' H/ ]
> Shay, run to third!'" z' d! C8 `3 J* C
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on; u9 d2 m4 p/ F) V7 p0 X9 L8 m M% E1 F
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
a% F, B b% y; o> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
/ S/ u! h! Y; I4 p/ f> game for his team.
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, O* r; N1 k$ S! B4 j3 s# y* S> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
$ E3 _# N# Z. Y) Q* V/ d0 _/ ^( A7 b> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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: w; S7 Y; o* {# t# {- p> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
4 y2 g( [$ W) X, b> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and1 u9 F& c x ?+ N3 k
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!* w+ k Z: E, W! S) s
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
. e q# V# A- Z( K8 [: P> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
2 V# \, ^6 z" Z2 S( f> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
3 V- e- w) N, ?- m. y> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
1 u6 ]1 L( D; _0 B5 W2 R> 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+ z4 ~* z+ v* c: A5 ]
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
9 h) A) A6 a: u> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
+ F# q a) i1 \! K0 M1 t> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have. \1 c w$ P' K' v
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
. I0 b! Y4 l R9 l( O> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
$ T9 y& { {3 }) n> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and; F9 m" q7 Q. _6 y0 J/ U; H
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
9 `! J7 y1 W# y8 q> bit colder in the process?
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- p2 @$ _/ m- L> A wise man once said every society is judged by5 N, S3 A$ _4 G0 _# X# S/ o4 ~
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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