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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,. e% P' f. A' [1 s. R0 J, F
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
6 N: @* Q) F! L; V9 \1 D! F> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,5 C& \+ @) W0 ~8 Q L! q5 i
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be& _0 k$ [5 r6 A
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
_+ C; k4 q" p6 N! \+ d; J> staff, he offered a question:5 R8 A( P% a: {6 `" U0 L: v' N
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is! L% c1 p# J: F; g+ a' ?
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
+ i+ ^( ^0 D# Q9 o( z> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
" w4 j: @/ ]% |$ q( S4 r$ H- f> natural order of things in my son?'
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$ S$ e1 a4 Y. M> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically% | R9 [, c9 y( i6 y$ p3 J
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
7 `: E( q$ u/ z( p' m+ `> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:$ L0 A6 ^2 p A0 [( B, x
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were+ x, Z5 ?6 r: t! n
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
! r9 |! O8 {9 ]5 c' G8 g> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their# L- J( C2 e0 k F
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
; B/ B( A/ I4 p$ a- s [( s> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( E7 _( ]0 }/ K F5 x- n
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.! e- t& f" v" V: x
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
6 o6 |# ], h) d' @. w> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
# y1 p& W: C, m3 B/ }> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
: O& Q. l5 w% c% u& y! L! e Z> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
6 L. I8 w7 F1 T* D1 `5 }> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
1 W, z1 E) L5 a4 X> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
0 l* ^5 ^) v5 f _: j, C> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
$ h" G) ?; Y3 |$ N7 d1 v9 i. x> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still, g1 @. p* I* `' N
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and" E* q. T, U( u& c7 m3 A
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
0 F ]) f, L+ ^3 E3 u, p> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
0 g$ A3 b. z$ P' O8 B9 r) `, V> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the7 g/ I* i+ ^5 p H$ l
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases7 ]) u8 C1 k& g) W$ }- |
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be+ L4 F. K6 \5 W7 X* W
> next at bat.
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% [) M% s* D8 n1 [: {/ O> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
9 W: }; @/ U+ i> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all$ J, c1 Q& u8 K, Q- \
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,& _1 _9 ~+ e4 d" g5 P* e
> much less connect with the ball.
4 Y3 c1 I, {) ~3 ]$ V0 U> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
' a& V% e# Q3 u/ ]7 S/ u8 }# P4 \( |> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved. P! {4 @1 U1 G4 o, F& ?
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
& U: O' M: i1 i( G3 o. l> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
! w3 j7 X* N0 J# Q> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
, O/ e e5 T# [, l0 n> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball$ p( v! [* |- f' U1 U- f
> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
) J6 f; R9 p8 O. K1 Z5 B> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been" U3 H0 b, ]$ t# Y. F* Y! o! s/ L2 S
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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: {- o$ i8 }5 ?/ ]( u> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
6 A8 z1 p- A+ U6 [> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started0 S9 F5 N ]* I8 t
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
2 J: q! y. W/ E. t# M7 h> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
. U# O2 J ^ L+ C x' ~> wide-eyed and startled.
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$ m6 h9 c, ~& d% [' W> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
+ d: q/ ?# G) `9 J> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
. b \2 w; V% p0 z3 B9 W, ?8 k& t> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
5 ]/ Z4 e& W% [0 M$ ~$ t> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to9 P( w1 t+ k1 |
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
8 S. ~8 m; f% b( B: X! `> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,7 C$ ^5 p! y0 x O9 T3 K
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
, l% ]) q2 E7 p# Q4 c> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
5 J+ g9 Z5 s) W, _: t* J> circled the bases toward home.4 O+ s5 k8 i5 Q5 Y$ O/ [% Z' U
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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$ ~9 e% L' n3 m) Z# M b> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
0 L, p9 R9 L# {: w2 V> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( {: h8 l% Q# y, `, _0 w }) j @# K
> Shay, run to third!'8 g8 y0 D3 u% z6 Z
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5 w% `4 m( H' z# c* D7 p> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
9 M* Z V! I5 \1 v, G# H2 u9 R> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped$ ]& V8 Y9 ]: Q+ _. e) O
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
~+ O0 p h% y3 |. @- O! z> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
; Z- `. ^) }' b> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity. y; p" _2 b; Y2 _3 ^( h3 L/ ?1 m
> into this world'.
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8 |& m. G+ p! O% d5 `> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
$ t- ?- c! D1 p8 v, D! M' ^' e) B> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
" L1 b. ~ b/ E/ I* H> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!% R2 i, O ~ y8 Y
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes1 t' y& E4 z- y w
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
/ v: ?, p/ t' u/ S1 ^( t> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often: G/ ]' H% f2 U/ c
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency Z( E5 _. E/ h, v
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.% ^. g: ^) z# Z- }
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
3 t$ i1 j& C' d {! ~7 V+ \5 A- p4 j> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
: N# g8 }! D% B6 m' F> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
0 \! S% q8 h8 S4 s; P: Q> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
0 J% A1 ?0 U3 U; p1 h1 y" x> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
4 g% l: x) u; \$ a; b1 I! }> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people# i8 e3 q" M3 P
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and) I' W8 H& T& a# j. {
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little$ N6 j0 K0 n# W3 R
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
; n9 O' n( w; B> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
# Y# @" L v2 W) c> 1. Delete! N8 N/ S; {! W+ g" I w# T
> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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