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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,! E/ M! @3 _/ q. ^/ Y# v4 \6 t, v1 i
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the1 r; j* P% N+ n$ ^# k
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children," s6 L' S( x/ F" ?
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be9 h0 @5 t3 D4 |% T% P+ |: L& Z Z
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated9 p l+ s, Y" @3 M
> staff, he offered a question:
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2 J$ {5 Z2 y/ `+ W, r8 ~- s- ]. ^> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
" ]* K6 h, R3 P8 F \% l! q> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
# Z* c% a& b' l8 G3 l# h. w> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
n8 ^; O$ R3 N> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically( G, Y* x) v9 r3 e, `
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
* z/ C. ?) |% V, \" ~> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:9 A% m! F; F$ r/ F3 D& P7 J
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were( ^* d0 e9 d1 R9 S
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
8 k _" V5 R1 C# _. u> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
1 s3 l4 {$ U; H5 k2 X# q> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
$ Z4 Y7 _7 I- t) Q: D) I> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be3 I8 h) T' _, r3 [1 w) t
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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2 w2 Q( F8 S9 {/ q/ V2 Q> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
/ O5 ^! N- W8 V X4 Z> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and6 G% x# W5 T1 v( D5 ?
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I' E4 t: ^- C3 K9 q$ S4 H4 O! y7 S$ V @
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth1 S: X6 ^+ M l8 [0 R; ?; O- G0 q
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% L& \9 K. b5 d4 ]> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a4 U; L# b0 }1 m
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in* Y0 j6 ~, n1 k, I- f* P/ @
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the) @2 v `1 f. u
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
2 o9 p' w* X3 g8 l2 z> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and; s6 N8 m5 K' y3 |" H! S) I0 _
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
! t5 [8 Y* M+ S& Q. s& d> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
. |6 h y! ~* f4 Q9 Q1 R> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the7 s' W6 R9 B* f# A
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases8 t' g4 l* Q, d: O$ e8 q. z5 {% \
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
% @% Y4 R' {: N> next at bat.# f4 Z+ n" v* ^+ _3 p. r
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
% E& \9 A) U% o+ D" [> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
# f5 Y) [4 \& N, }4 o> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,) I( Q% R1 ~! w# C/ _
> much less connect with the ball.
' ]" |2 O8 J" H* @& ?. r) }> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
' f4 n/ b; A. u4 g) W& |" |> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
: M2 {0 R- k' B6 G: d> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make \5 k# P2 ^4 Z6 f. V- g
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The, M6 f' Y" g8 j L. f
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.% V) O9 {4 R$ J2 b* D
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball3 J A; {, x4 N3 b4 a- }9 [
> right back to the pitcher.
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( A4 k# S7 U) c6 a: r5 M1 m- x> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and R2 |: o* [" r. j, {1 J/ u
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been) z% t) X$ ^$ E
> 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
M) z6 J7 D, S! ~/ O& ^" z2 q> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started+ |& M' `4 B: X3 y5 B
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
# b# s" u) b9 D8 O8 p' q> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,# H8 U. }& d, P
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, l. v. y6 @8 ?! v> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
1 a7 }% r/ p3 G- H2 l> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the- b. \ W J3 O8 W+ x0 N
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
0 j& @; Z5 b' J D" y* G> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to' ]' ]$ B0 J( U( {- t% \
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the+ Q: s$ N2 X* N+ B
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,$ P( e( Q" a8 Z7 Y( C
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's. X* n7 h" g* [ a X+ [
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
5 i7 e( z, X* K( L1 h/ z> circled the bases toward home.# |# F' \4 \& s: B
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6 }8 {7 ~" t% Z+ X: Y, T> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'# X- [4 a* o6 ^: f
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by; |, d5 F) ?- d- G0 J
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!6 d+ v. {2 i! w* T4 d% j
> Shay, run to third!'
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T: v% |6 F6 L/ W# Y# x& O> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on- }6 S1 n/ w: t& G
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
+ U( P8 @9 Z6 C2 D4 `, f> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the% T# R" ]* e4 ]) f9 H
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* P6 \& O6 g0 B! U3 W" Q> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,5 z2 }) e6 W; u, R& Y) J
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity8 X( D2 S) E& ^( V) G' h
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1 p6 ?1 V2 m; ~; c. h8 ~5 S> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
/ N) m; `& ]/ ]! ]* X> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and* Y$ Y- [! e& m: F% D5 Y y7 R, [4 n
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!7 }& ]8 S" ]: a& @: m& v. O8 |
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% g4 S* f) V _7 h" k( ]> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
8 Z# r: y, v& K+ q2 S> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending( Z+ p4 B/ Y) H+ |5 s0 c
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often: Z6 R5 `, z+ O1 \: M4 l8 x
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
4 C& Y& a) ]- {> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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& ~3 P0 w$ `. `, X! M> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're# {4 b, D, ]. v% M; T" @$ H4 c
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
3 Q7 c" y+ o8 M. c6 D> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
+ k4 x7 O* J( J" J" L> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have6 r$ L; C2 b' w9 _% V
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural3 r7 l: s3 S( w0 F* b1 q& e
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
4 ~1 E+ j/ T$ ~5 P' H> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and) ^0 ?/ j/ i$ b8 A6 u
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
+ u+ s5 s2 W0 U6 i5 @4 H1 n5 \> bit colder in the process?' Z# V4 d9 Q! S) Q v/ ]3 N
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by; W+ K4 Q: }& z. Z3 D6 t8 ~
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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* o! U% v$ h# c C" m4 ~> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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