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Two Choices9 y E( @6 ^* K8 O% o+ V9 O$ o, g' \
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,* y& [# W& S4 G1 a
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
& `6 l" P2 i0 i% i( K> same choice?) b( e& U8 L/ l$ U; o9 G7 o
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+ Z6 }7 N, p7 c- Z2 q2 {( |> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
9 v/ f' d! U" C/ v> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be6 H. m9 L# J! ]6 X
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
8 g: ]: ^ L$ d* \% [, {> staff, he offered a question:
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3 k7 V. u* q* ^> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is5 l/ W2 L% @) G* M& v
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other1 L5 G* f8 H# H" Z+ z# o
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
5 d6 ~, B7 E% K# {& x> natural order of things in my son?'- {. G, k' d4 I9 a
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+ u V- i% |3 u8 ^; e> The audience was stilled by the query.
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5 R4 ~; r& v s> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically" i# }1 Q. F' `
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
5 n+ l5 Q V0 ?% G, z7 o- A> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
% c2 i' |0 E6 R8 f2 j" H> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:$ q; Y% G7 v4 Z b
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# C+ c, Y9 ~: N3 L1 [* C$ N> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
" d' {- a4 F' e0 ^7 i6 S, V> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
: q' U* O: L: D> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their) u" O0 K; s5 b2 ?7 d
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
3 P8 z, x& u5 h7 B9 Q> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be; z$ C* m" o1 ?5 b: ~
> 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
$ f) ^3 d& U! p# T1 S1 Q2 `> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and+ q* Q, l1 X" a" W- |
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I# Y4 M" _% |5 k' B1 I- o
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a8 x4 o% n% a& ]% z
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
' n4 z* l2 l- [9 U, N4 q" D. H> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the |& B S: ?' I& r! x9 ~
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still1 ]* A: P5 d5 T# x7 n
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and4 a+ `* v+ ?4 }# X
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was% h0 P$ u5 ?6 A# p$ }
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from0 |2 t. |. x$ r. {5 M
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the. s4 `, _% ]4 j' g+ l; ^
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases9 F8 {7 K. n" X, g* |
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be5 q8 O7 `. U$ u2 P3 a4 l
> next at bat.0 d5 j3 \& y8 _( Q# o1 L4 N8 \; f
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the$ `& `* b% V9 E8 E, F( U
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all9 y9 s4 f, Z: G2 x5 i
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
( w1 |7 S" R( ?/ E W> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
* c2 y6 @$ \6 b$ J> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! p$ _( m# \' h6 n
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
- }7 `! ^9 t1 K> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
* t, n9 P3 m, J/ v3 T5 M> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball+ m0 A% ~0 M; {2 D9 q4 K
> right back to the pitcher.
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2 U+ C5 Q1 q8 F! n/ Y; w: r* ]+ m> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
, a1 X' y m: N8 |* {0 m3 a> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
0 x/ M* x z8 X" a' `7 d> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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) A3 |/ G, ?5 `) j$ B> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
2 G" v+ {/ w- Y1 x0 ]; f> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started, O2 T3 Y2 H; N, [, Q: s
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
, Z3 q [. j5 K> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
3 t' d' a8 {- d, Q% D: p* @> wide-eyed and startled.% O, n) N h K. ?2 z
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& L1 w+ J3 @/ R2 I- v8 X. B> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
$ V+ {6 V {" d ^! d3 L> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the- o& j0 h) v+ z
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
) h! u& h2 E8 u+ _$ p% ]9 F> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to/ U% h8 I6 ]$ j! O2 \+ H1 M
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
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> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
7 Q. T/ c- R% M3 o* ~' F r3 `> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him- z, W' n6 C. g9 K) p% i' d5 O0 X
> 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 by6 `$ v# L' |6 K* f" K& A
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!. P7 s: ?0 z" J. [8 k+ Y
> Shay, run to third!'
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5 ` @$ H) C2 i. [> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
9 l" m0 N3 A6 }/ x4 e) L8 `' a1 [8 y> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
. t. }* F4 r& {- { E2 w> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the+ X9 X& f0 i. Y: r2 V
> game for his team.2 e4 w2 k! n3 k: [: [
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: \2 _* \9 {3 ^; a5 I* p" y> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,+ N4 Y6 {7 i8 q) O g
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity' D& d6 P/ Q( E) E
> into this world'.
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$ ?, u( O% e& I" }7 v$ g' P> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
: \9 [, i+ u; E& j> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
: {4 q, ?+ V/ o> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!& x2 f3 ~! G* O
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
, ^2 [) Z; {8 L/ o1 ]# T> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending8 T) c# Y e" V/ \
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often2 C1 O7 N) r8 y# J, t5 Z. F z
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency2 U: J! e; B9 f
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.) n. n4 {$ g b2 L$ ?/ ~; L$ b D8 a
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
9 C @! Q+ g4 I2 D7 S% Z9 [+ R> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
S( t' L, w4 |% v% b- `> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who0 `" g$ n$ c( Y$ O6 k0 s4 Q
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
; J; M& J" B# A a8 E4 V> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
: A9 H( }5 G: E, X! P, [* k" T2 m" |> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
% W7 h o! u* j> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
: ]# U) N* H: W- I2 j6 Y> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
+ H$ j5 n- [7 i. P" w: f' |/ A> bit colder in the process?4 ]' u3 T# R5 Z) U/ ^& ^* x% w
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
" ~- H; j+ P) p z/ p2 i/ Y6 p- ~2 A> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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. b/ j1 J9 \7 Z- |# ^> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward' `8 R& v* A$ _: D
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0 Q! o6 i% ` m1 Z& i> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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