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* W* T. |. {4 k; L! ^; k> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,1 Y& V/ Y$ |7 Z( F' l
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
% y# x0 |- B3 |5 F) }& d0 m9 s> same choice?. G( Z+ ~7 Q. h) S% ^# Q0 b
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,) X& n$ m! o6 I+ o. D! G
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 i* i I8 K, [% B+ G" D+ z/ w
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated1 R' F/ d0 ?8 p1 G: o9 _
> staff, he offered a question:3 |& P' r9 S5 z- C6 k
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is" @3 F2 \- M& T- i
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other- u2 `' M. O, f+ A
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
7 D, a1 B; Z/ G: E1 L% v> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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" C( j/ W3 W; K2 R' m) a> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
, z5 n0 ~% ?) Q' z% P q3 k> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
/ l: H/ |7 l' [& K2 w" l/ d> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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# K" }7 {" {! b; J: q> Then he told the following story:; t: u# w& E# S4 X( [
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were& P7 d. p1 k; b( J' c! A' F; P
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's8 d: C" ^2 w: c7 B. d) T& N( `
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their' h. D, ~5 E1 @
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,' F6 j! V4 p( g* G* c& H/ W& t& p6 w g
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be1 B0 i$ ~9 p2 i; h, f3 U# ~
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.7 v0 `8 Y( Y' d& N/ C) j4 x
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not/ Q% T* ~5 f5 M" m( ^( x
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
# v6 {4 p4 C, \- A4 @> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
+ a1 J) l: K: P" E* h> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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: F3 C! F4 [& A> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a' J# z6 e4 D! z8 {/ B8 L: a# E
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in1 e X% ^( X; b. L/ U
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
3 [% P! I( |9 e# ]> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still' b7 r( X M. p2 l( Z. S
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
2 L& |. v+ z9 @7 A> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was. o* K- y2 q' H6 B
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from4 F! Q( n) r' X4 [
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
1 D% i+ }& q: Q0 D( u1 s> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
, x( B) ?3 t( U; o6 j# ~) h0 \. i> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
( z1 v: i- Z$ h5 E> next at bat.4 x0 K$ B' \6 B
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
# N- n+ G; a5 p$ Y3 D> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
/ E% o& m# n6 @/ K; h> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,4 x$ p1 m3 O* {; Z* v- B8 F" G
> much less connect with the ball.
: ]9 I' G- l- P& o# _> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the5 E1 x$ ], _0 N% U' R
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved3 J. M- J- g& ~. Y3 E9 N, R) g
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make( a0 t3 [7 s0 Q$ }1 N t" X- v
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
3 |6 M& B- l5 ~) j' }> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
# J6 I9 B: x% a& {> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball0 [ L6 [3 G) P3 S/ ~1 b
> right back to the pitcher.; G! I) p! W/ U. M9 ^' {2 O
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and! O1 c% ], p2 g/ [
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been# a s' a/ \; E5 Y+ q0 z1 z
> 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
, j2 q8 G& n& e4 Y0 O> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
- G" a5 E6 j) x! f+ `; W8 P1 f# V> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
6 _5 a- w" d3 \5 I e! ]- h, y, x> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
' v; M4 ~' e0 n; x) B> wide-eyed and startled.
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1 ^0 U6 e5 ]& @. v& T/ X2 g1 [/ d> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
# W* x9 A& y& ^, M> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the) x- E1 A# x& r. Y5 p- n
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
/ O' w. F, E7 O/ t> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to6 X/ f. \% l* r1 ~+ F+ Z0 B
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the. o! K% @% B7 y* J, [
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,0 K$ d0 V u* K' X0 K" L2 b
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
& e: c! k! \& k* y: L> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
! P! A- r4 O K9 [/ ^+ b> circled the bases toward home.& J6 j1 U( A3 [% D- V4 e" ?
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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
7 d. |1 u" ~$ e2 H1 d> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
- w5 S ?& a; I- Z: \/ s: ?> Shay, run to third!'
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/ k7 U4 O- L$ F% G- m- b> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on3 `! N5 `; f# l
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped6 y: o# |4 \( o; I) ?' l$ v+ `
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the6 j& l4 g2 S2 B& F V! ?7 l
> game for his team.$ ]) K$ i. q6 Y+ Q
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$ d& @9 S7 \6 e> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,- s1 h4 ~7 F" s) i" Y: `+ r
> '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 never3 u& N) h# _* B- [- K
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
( a& B2 y) Z9 V4 r$ I> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! n% @, X) R1 \( N3 I4 k
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
8 p0 o7 F. r9 t$ u9 d% ]2 ~> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
$ i% E+ o" H" f# q! j3 o> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 M+ i5 w0 j2 q" P5 D
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
6 ^( b2 n% _7 }2 X4 d: F> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.& I2 x6 k s& Z! O0 h% i$ t
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're1 P* I# R/ l8 J! h; c* ^
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the! } I& a2 G0 W6 z( x- q
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who( n3 C$ n/ |4 W5 k
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
9 d! S. H% ]2 X( p/ Q3 n> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
9 o& ^! D7 x. p1 O8 g. Y> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
" W) p- T: T: m* o1 \& U W( G$ [> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and8 m8 ~6 ^2 V! o- `" [
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little& c1 q0 m8 {; e/ B3 z
> bit colder in the process?" m" {! x' j1 G
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
' Z- Z% A) Z( A* X/ j8 d> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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5 q; W# j, _- Q0 Q> You now have two choices:. G, L8 F K$ O4 ]; k
> 1. Delete' x$ B$ k5 v0 z& D
> 2. Forward4 \; I3 w0 H8 F8 ` T
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' @+ x2 n/ {0 ~' e: g* ~> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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