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Two Choices
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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,/ i* o% K0 N3 I) `
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
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% C6 H* H( g1 z' X9 m. p& G> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
9 H7 R* _7 f$ [! t> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be7 Q! \) V* v2 C2 k+ u
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
/ L6 X2 L/ Q2 v7 a> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is( u% g+ j7 J) A6 _$ M/ E
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
) U3 W% t# ^; b> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
- a7 X8 }6 @5 t: J2 a, P. R> natural order of things in my son?'
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- P+ F0 Y' r. O: Z> The audience was stilled by the query.0 }) x! ]7 x+ p: l! Z
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5 O" T \8 W, X" `: J> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically; S/ ^! P U7 z& X N0 ~4 L
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
* ~$ o [3 \3 T8 `' E2 X> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
G7 z( x6 p! L6 }$ S- t> treat that child.'
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: A% N. @' w5 R1 x, D! [> Then he told the following story:" C: C8 Q& N+ I+ _. X) X6 G% \
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
- n, O* V9 Z& o> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's' K+ ^) k+ u& q8 I* A6 p! N8 b
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their2 H1 N9 f. I. A# S
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,/ s7 P" I+ M, I0 J* E- x1 j) X) o
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be [( G1 z) P8 S; z+ V4 ]
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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5 q8 ~/ y* t2 r( |7 f1 k# ?/ C> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
, X& N* m( S" L/ y# h> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
: s* T5 p# D2 Z- F3 }, {2 ]> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I6 |0 F- y! @' G, l
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth- g o; i Z9 \- o
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Y3 G8 n6 w0 B0 U- w7 h: ^> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a& A/ H) o& H! N& r: d6 l
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in" T% l- u1 H2 Q, r n( ^+ p
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the0 I( ?2 `2 l/ I. F
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
3 S% i: i( i- q! S; }> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and* d5 h, w( f& H' | k
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
- _& A7 [! ]: m/ \8 e8 }& u> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
" c% O" { ~* V( y% I; G> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
0 X3 m0 E7 o8 B5 W! t; f> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases' y0 N, `1 I' I: K
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
X9 b H j! N# c5 o* b& o, t% ]> next at bat.+ Q) R8 S1 q: R7 \3 {
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3 P& w* }6 }, U$ Q2 p2 n) m) H. }# ?> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the* }# J; K1 Z! f7 x1 s3 P; C
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
0 u; l5 A% S& E0 p ?> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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$ U0 ?; Z% L/ |9 [& i7 R> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
. ^5 N* w. D) P0 t> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
$ t8 c$ c$ j9 `- H% W5 R> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make& r5 L' N+ }7 }
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The. N& G8 K9 i. r' {( H- U% F
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
. Q7 ^* |; s- T0 ^3 S( n> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
3 V: V8 ]5 G2 D, D1 a# D0 n> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and) i; O( k5 k& q0 U" ]- F' H+ g1 c
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
3 |0 U2 Y* k6 [6 G> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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/ |5 Q) ?2 F- r> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out4 W/ U! i" N8 D5 ?$ {
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started5 l1 U6 ~3 C3 J1 c/ b
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever: }! @, W# _, ~; A, a! D3 {
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
5 z8 u; k; y1 X2 O- y> wide-eyed and startled.
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$ f* X2 c- d% z! m, G> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
! ~0 ]4 M% S/ D> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
! k8 u) G2 G( H2 ]" ]> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
. @6 `# r* i9 W" @3 J |% o: w> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to5 \ k- ]9 E" W3 y& o1 y% |! K0 T
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
+ U- M7 c( Z# }/ b+ y G> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he, s+ d( }' e6 u- g( x% x" E+ [. }
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
1 O4 e6 }( w3 y7 c/ v9 {8 k4 q> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
4 M* \+ h; F, I: P3 q+ V- f; ^> circled the bases toward home., C$ }" y# N! [5 T! P
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$ a& R3 m. q/ \> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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h3 H V0 ?5 j4 @> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
9 y2 h2 S% P9 B4 Q, o! l> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!; Z; a* h) D' S+ ^- R/ m
> Shay, run to third!'
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" y8 s5 q3 F" K7 \4 @> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on6 k# ?. _7 z: \$ Z6 v; y
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
$ ^2 Q( S3 A2 R% _0 H> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
) j$ s! ?4 F `2 Q> game for his team.
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p9 `- N: v2 e6 f) x5 J7 v> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,5 Z( @/ P7 K5 Z" f& M1 Q W7 L
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never @5 S& |4 A8 _& i( i
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
, n9 M9 T; O' g2 f* V$ K> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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7 }" a* ?- I# d* U2 D' V> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
3 k9 p7 E5 a/ a9 L1 g* w4 `, Z# D> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
G. }2 t! @& p7 z, x> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
, Q k3 X* R* c" @> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency+ d4 ]( `1 {" _& h4 p
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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0 I, E- {1 X' g6 L; w7 ]> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
4 @0 x' }6 u% p6 x& h. B> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the H% C! f8 E% ]% w
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
& K* u F( `5 V2 @+ M> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
* K2 X4 _0 g0 `" H+ r> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural6 u- @ |; {- ~ M: ^, n& |
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
4 j7 {7 Q$ l. K' i' A& q4 B, U> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and8 P$ o6 I8 K& A! j
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little4 h; `, A2 H0 f! i5 E* r
> bit colder in the process?$ o3 r+ B, W! t# G, c h
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4 F- \* S' O4 V" h> A wise man once said every society is judged by
2 \# F$ Y e/ O! }> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.$ M. H: t+ B% `3 t3 c
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- Z e3 Y1 P5 R* u) s1 s> You now have two choices:
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+ \2 @$ A/ C; F2 ^> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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