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Two Choices
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7 a% ^( c5 D6 }& V5 S2 P> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
2 c$ S! ^1 v: `# }3 b3 r. }5 O) b% Q> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the. `4 T K b7 w7 }, j) A
> same choice?
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8 U4 C8 f9 ?8 F" L- r5 X> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
2 _( g% R: ~4 P# d& P+ j> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 }! c( [/ F+ q
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated$ z5 {9 i6 a2 Q7 t |- l
> staff, he offered a question:
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" t! K: J( A; s% W> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
' ^, G( D' B3 Z+ e> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other1 c! c) _7 V" @) x- V. d$ n' c
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
9 _% t7 K! P: p, w- T7 r> natural order of things in my son?'
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; K0 v& [" d4 q% w# M- g* F6 i> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically$ {4 G- H1 {: K S
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize, Q9 S3 D# N+ Z% X; J0 h; q$ [, _
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people8 `$ j4 m. k/ p2 ?+ o3 K2 P. r7 e
> treat that child.'; G/ h1 i; H# d O9 q
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+ |4 h! f T4 i2 W& w> Then he told the following story:
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) z* a0 b0 m+ B+ ~ V1 [2 ~> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were" i$ r( c0 O" K
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
# U) M, N6 P5 b2 U> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their( j# j' P. z# @- F
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,+ Y8 S0 r0 t) G
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be2 j* L% K f9 M9 T, G
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.! p# j! m" ]6 S" m9 A) m
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not+ Z9 X ^0 C! F2 u, M7 ~* B
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
2 u; a% f- D3 ^5 W( F+ P4 O> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I& _7 L. ?2 F0 F6 x
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth. N' v% O- B6 @% N4 j, S
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
! O* d% @6 c6 k* ^) E; y0 L) L1 W> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
9 I: w1 ]' B* n: \8 h6 U+ W> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the4 |, g# p% ], S9 Q$ C
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
+ A& E g8 O+ k" W> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and+ u7 l7 e: i8 K( i( p
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
6 t" O" ?# ?* d* a( T; A( S" @> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
6 ]( w( k$ [; y' N# I> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
0 @$ p8 S' i; S6 P' o> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
) }1 A! W( g# b> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
5 `0 H a8 J5 s& d) l> next at bat.: ]: r, X r% y1 \+ Y
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the, Q U: v0 x* {* C4 s/ N3 B
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all0 Q2 R( E% B2 R6 v0 N0 [2 G
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
* Q4 q& p# x. n4 b$ v% P( |> much less connect with the ball.& l3 D G- Z+ }" ^: T- T; b
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
% b; w/ ~4 U. b" n* J* ?> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
+ E* ~8 {: ]! f! z> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make+ o# k- J3 F1 J8 @* O
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The/ [* v+ E2 B& g+ _! d* p* x
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay." y ]( W8 \ i8 B2 h% }
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
6 t3 [) G( E( I! r5 U( ^( F% J> right back to the pitcher.. c; L2 s. z$ q% K1 Y' o
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and/ ?9 W( c5 {9 `& _5 w# r- H6 {* G
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been) D. }! D4 H8 ]+ Q/ B' h
> out and that would have been the end of the game.2 [9 K; c1 x* Q; P9 W
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- C) y3 r* t2 ]( x2 Y* _> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
% T2 q( K2 W0 x( v( V> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
% C9 ]) j3 F& @! I# e+ D9 A> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
, r6 X a7 E. q3 ~> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
9 P) J4 z: W- m> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
' T; m P: } `8 p7 S% U3 F> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
9 z: x5 j, a9 A' Q& n> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
7 H9 a/ q! [- ~. a: Z7 H> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to/ [! ~4 ?' |4 L, x
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
/ {6 F! N3 R F> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
* _4 X( l1 |; I# X- _> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's, D0 Z: ^- U6 w; Y6 c" u
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
6 b; q- k, L- Z; d/ e> circled the bases toward home.
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" x" I' F, p% _+ ~1 c' M> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'; K2 z3 d, I( M
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# I; i3 G* O& ~6 w* r0 E1 [> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by) K* l8 I1 U3 ]- G
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
$ b6 Y& x. g9 r4 ^5 Y> Shay, run to third!'' U S7 h; { a" D
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' j$ U8 V- Y% u8 {' n6 v> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on; t/ s; ^+ n8 b% Z5 c7 b, m
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped* V7 g$ q3 w; y9 K
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
7 q! X3 f: i' B0 d) Z9 t) B1 N/ i> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
5 V7 i P( k: M1 q+ n) T! Z> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
# \1 o1 p: | a: k> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never( ]* ~2 C. T* i+ F$ y
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and: Y- ]) B ?( m% o' U
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes8 x) L* } h7 {- t
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
) _/ O: w0 n( O> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often( l& L. c' i- L& P( l( I9 r+ ?
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency3 e) z% X5 ?( u/ c
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
( M, A% s' i, p+ |; i& d> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the) c7 u7 w. S; {/ v! }( W
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who9 R1 ]* d8 g* N( t
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have& F6 }1 V( S2 T' e
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
/ d! x' ~. H+ o% d1 s> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people% X* h. T) A4 X- }
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
- H1 r; i; @% E> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little2 Y& j+ z' E; E) J: e" C$ W
> bit colder in the process?
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$ u# D5 _& c/ E" m6 a' Y> A wise man once said every society is judged by6 ^4 k1 W" l! p; ~
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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: P6 S y* n2 T* q$ |. J> You now have two choices:3 i6 S6 G% W( {5 J0 n& I7 e( P
> 1. Delete. q- `5 j' s2 O0 t/ r/ o) d8 s
> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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