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1 w. n7 U. `/ m+ ]! R- d& k8 f+ I> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,# I' P' \; n% ]/ n3 U' x
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the6 p% w9 j$ _- N& C
> same choice?
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7 a2 C" ~, i" f& B Q* ^3 e6 g> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated( { d3 d4 b! {
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is7 ^* n5 m3 Y& u0 O# `
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
" k: T" j2 w* M) O) W> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the1 U0 [* q1 N C9 [1 F
> natural order of things in my son?'! v) s7 P, _: h5 Z; E
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4 i+ p. h( |) a" \> The audience was stilled by the query.) Z" }0 w0 f5 E& B- N
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* m. `! S+ g6 Z5 \: G- }> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
! Q4 M7 a" y' v( f) e; {> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize* O: M+ _# H( o0 `+ k b
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people! c8 o D, ?( p4 P. X
> treat that child.'7 [, M" Q% C/ |/ e# x$ Q8 A+ e/ ~5 f
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1 Y6 B1 `; G, ?7 B4 _, n> Then he told the following story:: [4 _2 C7 v. d, R7 i
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4 S4 S1 _ A# p1 I" N% w5 d> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
( V( r" r. n& U+ d5 I5 o* Z> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's6 u: }/ H5 o. ?
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
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> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( G/ F B% Q# y
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.: p/ o7 R. t. o
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not' ?! `4 w4 Z8 ?) L) p+ ~
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
0 t* C! l+ b8 G) J6 p> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
$ L: n9 m0 ^( \- f/ p> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth- }& [( c# b% i6 `3 x
> inning.'
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; ]+ t3 g+ K) X4 T" [: S" e4 k: l> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
! y2 L7 E. ~& N9 s7 @: Y# @. V> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
$ }, z- `3 u3 K# q1 P) X K6 S: F9 V> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
7 b: a; @9 R$ C/ F5 ~> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
3 d/ c* ^2 Z$ C- V- Z8 X> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and1 W/ y! p1 n& _- V
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was, A8 m; D2 A% V' N0 `: u
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from$ T2 j) E! m, b: w" t/ G
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
7 Z# R7 D H4 t6 o/ O$ @> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
; j( u* a8 b6 R' t0 B> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
3 ~) v/ @+ I7 {+ l> next at bat.% V( x& s8 |2 {! Z
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the! Y5 ?3 }/ |; W! s8 {& u
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all+ F0 u6 g! _. t3 @$ x
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,7 k0 R! d1 C; ?6 @( V
> much less connect with the ball.* }9 h6 C |6 N4 r& T4 b; g
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
$ r+ v4 Y C% `+ U> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved+ E3 _/ X3 D0 p ~% u0 P
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make `% B+ t; c8 A4 i$ w
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
9 A8 e A. r* \4 H! V4 Q" v> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
( L, ]" V9 M& b& Q) \2 U> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
$ F$ l+ R; M7 _* C- O( i+ C> right back to the pitcher. l) T. H0 `( ^
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
. @. ?6 ^5 {& T6 H7 C: ^> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been3 r' x' W6 G* G, `' J
> out and that would have been the end of the game.# q4 B3 x) G. B5 o, T6 x
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
# b& s4 }) j# @0 A> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started& a& W/ a3 b: C# ]& [! [
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
) _& I* A. O4 F9 A0 p$ d> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,+ X6 v* I, D" c- ^" \4 N
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay) R# `* O- O1 }2 H& C/ h
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
( G# [" {- @; [ N> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had- a7 q: ?2 m. H/ D- I
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to" `, F9 V/ k0 W3 i; V4 x' M
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
) o* ]0 }( K1 |" F9 Z# G1 G) f+ r> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
" V" a$ T8 q( S2 h8 B- e> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's0 T, A+ _$ G% \8 b4 }
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
/ i7 y, L* ^4 x) u> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'; h4 v/ i) _5 r' x2 T* `) H8 o
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% G3 O: d1 }! y+ B> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by' ~7 T8 v+ Q' z E, N, \4 N: O
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!# {# _; ]9 A8 L4 z4 [2 m
> Shay, run to third!'
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7 W1 T( c5 \1 Y% @4 ^9 U2 [> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
6 _* I( H# w- S0 l1 S; S> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
( ^" Z( Q' W/ q! {/ m> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
9 h2 C8 a1 X! F- [> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
7 W" ~9 ]7 D5 O> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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, u, T2 c; I, N# n3 e> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
2 E1 B" l, P' Y( F4 J0 @# w3 @' f> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
, a+ u" x5 i( d* F8 ~. {1 S; g: J> 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: o/ c' g- I" a* e @
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
; b2 z" u4 n2 d> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often. ~# Y' a/ Q, I3 n+ p
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
: O- n& u+ c V' C: C. o> 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) O+ z) B3 I9 Y
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
/ o7 o5 t/ |% B" Y" s; C+ V> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who' X9 y% V6 S8 x: ~! P
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have6 V0 ~# q% x; m: B: g6 U5 c
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
6 J+ T9 Z0 a/ t> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
& L$ e$ d3 G) `* ?) a5 g7 N> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
4 O+ U6 F: n. J$ B. v+ R> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
8 i8 x. O% ]$ B5 U6 r* G> bit colder in the process?, U4 O0 t( w5 b2 ?
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, p W! x4 o4 b+ \, |, U- t> A wise man once said every society is judged by! Y2 X+ g1 l0 Y+ R; s- T0 C
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.# H7 @' o5 B% V# l2 [5 s" |
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> You now have two choices:
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* v: M% F$ s6 [> 2. Forward
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, ]6 ~5 ?: {% S9 T> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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