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8 v, {; W1 l& o; Y X4 V> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
$ q& h% B- F. N5 m* l# ~> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
$ q; I* a( A! v' r$ z> same choice?3 n) {# B: K7 |6 x. V0 r9 y
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; T% i, h: s9 L8 Y( }> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, k8 E* U$ J: J
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
2 b5 g( x3 ^/ `+ B& e5 }2 V> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
0 ~$ @; a4 W5 i+ s# M> staff, he offered a question:
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2 e K$ s( {1 s$ z8 b> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is) H. b. G u" m; d8 F
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
5 L! {& q, A6 u6 R# m! `> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the, J: u) [" ^2 f& [
> natural order of things in my son?': m9 V7 s q6 u' ^ x
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3 o6 D$ o( O3 b+ j4 D( S> The audience was stilled by the query.; G5 w% q3 e) a d, ?
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
" V$ n) L) ?$ p0 Z$ Y' w1 V> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize0 w- J9 X }& d4 x. v) l
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people/ z7 [: g; b* T
> treat that child.'" S+ u; Y) D- t* p; b9 S
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9 n! Q" n9 H) a3 L! \' o> Then he told the following story:# C3 N8 P: v8 E. C* R# [4 i
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* e G3 Y( F% F. n! u% e, s0 J9 m7 [> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were! u4 M2 |: Z0 L- G7 C
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's. x0 s) v6 Y2 D6 x3 Y
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their% @# g: C% q6 @+ l
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
# e+ ~7 _0 s7 O* ]8 U> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be: O5 O+ ?% Y' V# m/ H
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.6 C8 `9 J9 d7 }' O, Y5 W8 `% u
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0 x# o0 G, `3 ^' ~/ \% F. w7 k> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
2 k* c, C9 W1 m- E5 ^# [6 N9 }> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
$ Q3 m y4 T+ |, s> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
$ B6 @! J' `5 W* c> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
, t, ]* I- B* I# W# g> inning.'
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- ^0 F# h \% Q# _, C# ^> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
1 `* L" I" A( y, d> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
/ K) n1 Z) w# r: ~/ P> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
9 t! ^1 Q; R. E6 D: K> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still L. O4 K7 a; F5 o" M) G
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
1 m9 L% T3 B# Z% ^2 q: R0 j" j> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was% V; q, g4 i0 K! w
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
& N2 _3 X3 _, H8 l5 {> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the* q) `0 c; i7 R% _6 I9 F2 B
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases* l4 w4 t, c, x' p$ n
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be5 `0 g7 _6 O7 V! Y
> next at bat.
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# k% x% x( T& W( K> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the; Q7 l2 q% d: b! y( W* a
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all9 o+ Q- f% V" |& R- {
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
+ g. h3 B3 r; C$ c1 S3 B; e> much less connect with the ball.6 y: S1 q; q& F( s8 U
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the- @, E( M6 C ?/ Z
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
, `$ K$ i9 h0 {' e/ O8 D2 c d$ i> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
* T( Y# ]/ B1 ^+ F# H> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
2 D: i0 L! N) `) }. m> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
% W0 \$ w( e# S _9 z: l> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball7 y! D9 O3 {. x9 V
> right back to the pitcher.
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! s8 \. Z2 w: M y. a7 u6 E" v> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
- n& }2 O( T* U* B6 ^/ u, X" O> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
. ]( a3 v; o* s" P, x9 y- Z> out and that would have been the end of the game.; C* p& d$ O. s g f+ o
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out" v2 g2 Q+ t. A2 u; |2 v
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started* h# ~2 s8 L/ _: J) d$ f. S
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
# \0 V. ^2 k# i% W9 S! w> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
! e" }1 R7 U9 s0 l' v3 V2 E$ S> wide-eyed and startled.
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6 q8 h0 G6 i p3 f4 ^; B, p> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
, T+ x9 V, N4 ^% v$ s, `6 y6 |> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
: I/ { z5 }. Z# _ n; ~# E7 T> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
+ }, X3 w2 H$ H> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
: C) T* [! k; v- B> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
& @3 `7 a1 r6 z; e# D) E6 L# B- M5 T> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,3 L' e6 i' C3 q- R0 Q
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's: W5 {8 ]1 [0 O, |
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him, z0 v, a5 d8 d2 t+ w" L& n
> circled the bases toward home.2 P& z5 a: K3 j# j. i( Q
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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( I) g% T- o) _' H> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by( j! M3 q |7 b5 L
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
( {4 o2 M1 a" Z- a> Shay, run to third!'" E, Y% S' H5 {% x
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/ \* P1 {1 b& N+ v4 _> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
J. b7 ~+ r% u* z; ~> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
- W! J! r9 P# `" v5 X# ?( U> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
6 ?2 L z4 |) \, e* T. D6 K> game for his team.. ~4 ~! q8 r% F/ L
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
# o: d2 k; A' K> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity4 p( D# I; c8 F/ z6 z" D% H: e
> into this world'.
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6 |9 P& @6 z& {7 Y# _! V, j& U6 c> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never# o h$ a5 m( n$ i
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
( `( W& A- \' {" B& f> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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) j J' c1 V* }7 W> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
: L, x& K* K# o> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
+ c0 T3 y2 S G* r, k> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
( B4 i5 A U7 E( p8 H> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
v" s h, D" J l> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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) u$ ^2 o8 l( ~/ k* l1 z> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
8 _0 A9 W$ p m( R> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the; A; w8 }& r" S: D2 D
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who5 R' _& V" T* g# ^8 `& J" T1 t- E& T
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have, m2 f0 `3 K' ~" E$ E5 t
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
! H) f0 j, [1 t5 n1 ]; |> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people5 p: J) |4 x& w8 K1 Y
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and6 B7 R6 F: @( A7 K2 |! x
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little3 H/ S: N. x0 J6 C
> bit colder in the process?
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* q( i1 e, |, s5 W7 ]> A wise man once said every society is judged by9 q% v4 [9 a- }& }
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them./ e, `0 ~6 V: |: i
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! E' m1 g* Z2 @( A* T> You now have two choices:
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* o9 J( l% s6 q1 F0 q% y" s> 2. Forward8 D/ f* m" _- Y [2 ]
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4 ]! x* _. p+ u* Q> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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