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2 m2 S! C6 \& f q$ G> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
2 V2 M! \. h& K1 u) O> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
% Q$ B# j$ ~1 A; s% |> same choice?/ Y; L% ~+ @. Z- v3 m8 R
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
. j: L! p- p6 D6 T8 I1 D> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
' b2 ?" o% I6 m. Z: M( t# A> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
0 r0 o' [! I j2 T9 L; v> staff, he offered a question:
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^- h, u( d; {; {+ b/ f> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
& h# g5 l3 i. N& z# F Y> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other' n m9 U5 [2 w$ U% C
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the- n- L2 }. b9 M2 }8 g+ z& i
> natural order of things in my son?'! _1 [. n' g% R8 K2 U
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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+ L6 _5 z7 t8 Q> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically1 J3 v' ^( z# I$ \3 G1 _& u k
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
( L* s/ Z" e* I> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people: }, l. u' h s" Y, p6 V
> treat that child.'$ S0 G2 G7 J% M$ i H+ V
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> Then he told the following story:
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! i8 k* b* v0 i, n# L& ^> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were a* k' A, [ N, e( ]
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's7 Q2 x5 h0 l e n! E
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their7 [) C- e" y) z6 p: d3 P a
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,; G0 o! D& I! f5 W* ?2 d8 R' N
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be9 Q* L$ c% n H: l. x
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.7 C/ D3 k, C3 i+ v1 Z
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' E4 \" g. X- C* J% I> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
/ m2 N0 j9 h0 k5 X) q+ o6 v> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and4 n/ t3 X: v/ I+ s8 _
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I$ _2 ^0 v+ ~0 ^# u% H" Q' \
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth* N( G6 B0 @; Z$ i# B
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
2 o9 q& W+ x8 h' l+ f6 v$ y> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in0 u2 E( d; [! P6 N( A; r
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
! \" r' T% W* f: m$ r% ]> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
1 k- D N$ g. d7 Q5 b% O( z> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and) L& F: [! w3 W+ f1 J' p
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was, o7 m' t, Z4 Z) j! C; ^9 N
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from7 ~# `6 Y5 p, s! l
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the0 @" L% C# Z- P9 T% C
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
6 ~7 T% T2 f' u> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
" o/ O* }2 e0 Q/ a" U4 P' q> next at bat.. Y0 J) T a( u9 D
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the ~! ?2 N8 V2 J9 K2 L' [0 }
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all$ K+ w' C. p) f6 r1 [* c
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,3 {! i2 e' r# `) k, [
> much less connect with the ball.
$ i. \! H1 K/ z. o# a> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
* N; j* L1 x# t. |! { e9 N4 l4 A7 N> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
5 J; Y1 F2 a- ~5 ^1 f> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make2 B7 @9 e. L/ ^
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The/ @9 k$ Z% d* L4 f; X" b2 V3 v1 e
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
5 r* V& Q" g) o$ p> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball/ A$ Z+ V; m1 ~, H
> right back to the pitcher.% B1 q8 J9 \8 P9 f7 r! V$ m
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" Y1 o. x6 [# V" H: X0 w8 M> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and ] B# Z' o/ |2 K3 k6 w
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
) ~ q6 N4 b. c/ n/ f> out and that would have been the end of the game.1 W) [9 w1 T5 U: g; S, L+ b
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out: T4 ^# ^) ^- B L
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
/ z+ D. r( w& `> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
F; ?7 {/ S0 Q5 g: m2 F. K) t> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,0 V0 B4 b+ t8 [7 s# }3 u
> wide-eyed and startled.
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M$ X; a v0 }$ F/ c' o) E> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
3 Z! B3 h3 e7 x1 n& k& o/ \7 W> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
9 B# Z7 n" A+ S" e" U6 n0 k> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
" A6 U% i7 Q9 ]. p5 z1 T> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
. F6 a5 z! K' O! V> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
& i7 C( l% }# Z. n: j> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
5 u J7 f; `1 y8 @3 X5 H# w( |> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's5 V% q& D+ s" L8 o; S) c3 G0 n, R. }
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him0 `6 _* C% d0 D4 _! i& P5 P* Z
> 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 by3 w: x( _) M' g- r0 K4 _: G. L2 t
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!' g+ r5 m) X2 T/ U; h0 }
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
# l$ o; _# L5 _# t D+ Y' L9 C) j> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped* q" z6 D: L6 f. ^. Q/ B
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
1 X" L) j+ e4 R j3 k5 K> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
* w# l1 @6 d, S6 R9 V1 Y! Z> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity% u* l9 I9 \1 s! V5 R
> into this world'.! v8 K- m! N" N4 ]" I' Q$ w3 W
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never& O' X6 C7 X7 @' c* A+ {
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
, v% G2 v* ]0 f> 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 jokes; M5 y4 t' h$ X3 v* F1 q) o( r
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending: [7 Z& o+ n7 B- ?/ E7 f
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
6 l# @) i: L& f( b# m' y> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
* K9 ?, @( Y2 P. ?" i& E" ], M. S3 O& k> 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're4 e4 y6 U# a" c: z* J
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the' P. g$ H4 m) F6 Z5 |+ r$ y! g& v
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
; {- c2 d+ ?, c> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have2 g& I0 i$ o; o- n, T1 K/ |
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural5 O# M0 K& `' V3 ?
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people! }. J' \* V9 T% Y; T8 j) U" V
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
$ x8 V4 R. T% G: |) @' u: u> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
( [. n9 p* i% {( g% O! H1 e> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by. P4 }5 H6 n3 C1 A& G
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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2 d3 b# n% D# m" B> You now have two choices:, `: Y5 n7 F- A. z1 o; n6 ` w
> 1. Delete
! ^/ f! ~# B1 I9 i8 J0 r" p> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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