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; W& s) ]7 X6 A> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
4 l1 h6 q$ T( x1 p' E* c> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the" h0 }; m8 o: q/ o. S' v9 g0 v6 T' }
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
1 f5 ~# w8 |/ z3 ?2 T) v> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
; l' z' Q$ B4 j- M( s> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated, R2 b; m" u( B0 k3 `. h: m+ F
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is. a' b% e5 m6 x% w% U7 N9 K% _
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other( p5 J) d; A6 f7 T* O; p F" q
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
+ A6 e0 x* n, h5 M' F2 G" g! M> natural order of things in my son?'% A) @1 `( X. }% M6 C
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% d' P" O- Z- I: B> The audience was stilled by the query.$ x$ Q$ x c# s8 H4 C: S0 F# f! v
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8 ?8 w' J. E1 q* x0 [> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically7 J% W' A% C6 P" f* f. W8 A, d
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize& K3 s D+ A( {- h# ?
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people8 ^, o2 _1 ?2 X/ V! F# a: }% Y9 b6 G
> treat that child.'
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4 J: ]8 p" w0 ?9 v' l( C3 k; `> Then he told the following story:) Y4 k8 k. D. { u( z: T3 [+ w8 S! T
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
O9 z& Z0 c: F' _" v4 T> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's) [! _8 o: t) l) e% y5 P( B
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
5 n h8 a+ z: ]& o: u> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
8 n. P. Y7 x, |$ \) M# D" w2 o> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be3 m. T9 o5 x3 C, l, \5 [& r
> 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
0 F) G3 M/ a. F+ B, @5 E: F> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and* z: e2 x5 P3 Q! L/ K$ b, R
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
K1 \: L6 i: F2 M |> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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* |) V* A. S& k( d9 p> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
6 o" b! J3 n; M2 k> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in5 P: _: G' U2 ?( P
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the9 a$ h1 Z+ L7 E9 Q0 i
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
9 t5 U8 Z* q, x> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
; M! h4 e4 {: a& U6 x0 T ?> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was2 s9 r( a- |- _! N
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
& B+ {5 X2 ]" u) A) [( H> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
& T* X9 d) R+ Y) d. A: ?> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
/ k! P. }5 a0 R5 `+ ?5 i> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
2 f: |/ t* z9 J3 L; X& J5 e, R> next at bat.. K6 ?( P# ^4 P) ^4 {
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the6 r; r" f! N( D: g* Z
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all7 r7 N7 w2 ]- {: I% R3 S- G
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,4 q" P) c, _. s8 k! L
> much less connect with the ball.. b7 n. M, P: x; ]% V
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the9 j. x0 E* ?8 `# x/ b
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved7 u8 ^6 r$ I2 q3 Z0 U7 x/ ?
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! q0 b% j, e* I
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
u+ |; k: q# G& H# v> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.; R' x. f2 \' c
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball, h, x8 H0 } k! Z6 a, V ?* B* P- m
> right back to the pitcher.% o, ]$ q, C6 J5 k' {1 n
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
; |0 I4 J& Q% \8 T> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been/ n0 |1 T$ X9 f
> out and that would have been the end of the game.9 T( V" o3 W# e" P
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" x& l7 r# ?) N1 o9 T> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
3 g& `6 T e! k; {& ?/ e> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started: K' A Y3 ^7 X4 J
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
* A# P5 A7 m" b$ H: q4 H> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
! {# W3 h) d* \5 u; C' e C> wide-eyed and startled.! q) n; o( ^2 H
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+ X2 i9 O3 v: n) ?5 z> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
7 M: Z0 y) |. j {8 h> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
3 T5 M5 T3 R6 Z1 q. O0 T* Q0 ~> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. N4 [4 W p' c4 N1 n- ^+ s> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to2 \! g$ y# ]- K. W/ i. W- L# |
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the+ h3 n, G3 X/ D O
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,0 O1 L- T' U1 V# V
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
6 d% U" t, Q- l4 S6 W/ w> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
4 f1 \1 c* y, b# P* k> circled the bases toward home.
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_7 x b, S+ I$ X* ^7 ^* m> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'9 u' Z Y" b( ]+ Z! @
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# i. {: V" O( T> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
# [; T' Q( ~" o1 w1 P1 @> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
L- a) B3 y7 w% p) i> Shay, run to third!'3 ] B. o! ?. Y8 R# m& _% y
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
( ^. B/ ~8 A/ q- u: B' s! F& }, z> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped, v9 g( [. F7 H# ]5 W9 ^, U
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
4 Y1 C" V! C' N- [$ M6 |> game for his team.. Y4 A t' Z' N
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,! M8 x8 U2 B0 F& Q# M, A
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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' e! r8 v. \4 Z3 F5 }> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
* X% L, `; u$ ?7 Y! m> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
- W. X+ a4 B. W3 N6 f f& ]> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!* ]8 w% K* n! f9 ~ a* z
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: d1 J; @/ |0 D. l* k+ G; \' z8 p> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes& |2 g6 P, l0 N5 l( q. Z
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending2 g* T" p: y p, S
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often6 |2 W! B+ J" k( \( ^, [
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
. J8 k5 ^1 D/ j9 D$ ^> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.1 a- Q* @9 h+ d; R
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' [5 g: p- j- _. b4 |! z> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
# \ G, o' i* g$ a> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
) P. S; R. I. \# V% o6 q* C> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who# N0 ^; h- {4 `+ i9 @0 o6 _
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have/ i3 _3 ]7 B' Q' @1 y. `4 A) X8 H
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural! x/ k c; v0 W, x ]6 e6 ?
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
9 K9 b4 t ^6 G7 W0 ]' V> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
: u$ x5 x; r) z0 }7 u# }> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
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, u; j: h* G# c6 e) j+ S> A wise man once said every society is judged by- I+ C4 h! ?0 H% h" N9 O) ~
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.7 S( }' Q z {6 H5 i& l
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5 d, g1 [3 h! _+ t6 Q T; x> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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