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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,
; q8 \* e; Y2 r> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
1 W! ~4 L7 R. V% }, r> same choice?- @3 q8 D7 V0 {( [5 H4 _2 Q
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
+ O4 e2 X; z; c# U \) c> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
5 p* _5 z- L1 A \- I5 x/ Q. m> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
' ^# B: H0 }3 J* \ M> staff, he offered a question:$ y4 j. {, O- T W/ ^
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
b4 j2 e+ q2 M; N/ F9 t7 W> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other6 o1 o A" q+ x/ `
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
0 ^' \4 l8 O* r. o> natural order of things in my son?'# D4 Z# u0 ~4 c
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! G! K" H3 Q' M> The audience was stilled by the query./ T( a& C5 v$ B! ~- u! f
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& H3 Y; O) j6 q9 z> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically7 I3 ?; ~8 U/ p. q" v: \
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
1 h* C, I3 C1 U, q8 u> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
8 }" T$ {. l2 ~; s ~> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:) z; J5 ~0 {6 d9 D
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( @3 t/ R; y) w( k> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
& d- L+ _, b8 d- X+ J7 W: g> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's- v" _! ]$ z/ [! s
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their$ w6 o7 t& j# K/ |8 X( _# N I4 Q
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,& ^. Q) q& X! w: F1 x
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
. A* ~- H1 j/ D4 o$ E7 b> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.5 m' ?2 O/ p4 @9 k* Y; T' u
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7 I+ Y2 P8 h0 ?4 z2 U: N o( j> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
& P& s( i p+ U- h- r; h3 F> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
3 h4 F/ k/ x/ _# c8 z9 Q @/ Q> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I5 i6 R" Z) f9 F0 ^: _
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth; o/ q) ~& e) R, d$ c
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a4 Z+ R' N: a4 ~3 m" R; y
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
8 ]% \5 z, s, \# B0 P, @5 B> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
5 v0 V9 ^# U* ^( r# a/ q) W5 L- l9 ?> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
( ~9 Z$ U4 g' }8 L m. ?% C> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and6 ?3 ?" N* W7 y& r$ x4 S0 P
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
4 N3 `8 p) U- y5 _9 ~6 \& r> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from, m+ C5 n+ _' Y+ g' \
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the A: F+ U$ h6 i# M
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases- K) i4 ]# O" E
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
4 v+ j3 `7 |/ B! \5 D1 |> next at bat.1 k: e0 j1 ^" s2 G+ h" f
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the0 `: m1 L# t/ a7 G! Z9 i
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
# f0 r, z; Y! O" o> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,/ U: P' V- c: J+ h* T
> much less connect with the ball.
( m' T$ H- A3 _- g- Z> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
+ p0 \. V5 b- y3 l. B+ Z- y& L* r> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
& @4 N& s W3 |* \6 j> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
! b6 B4 X( ^' g. b: B> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
6 \6 w# C! h; D! A1 K1 M> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
4 z: ?5 b4 u9 ?9 M> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball$ r2 d/ o1 G. C! ]6 ^& z- F8 S
> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and/ o2 [ `- |6 v, g% H' G
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
5 R( _+ {& L4 ]7 e! w> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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" D9 q3 ]7 C% M- C* p" R& X% e7 ^4 N: B> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out# s! {( c/ S/ M. r- C3 C
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started3 k6 B( }1 V, w2 i0 s# W
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever- x- w' |" H/ |3 Y3 [
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
$ ?- \- u& O. _! ^9 N2 |0 Q, |> wide-eyed and startled.- m5 ^: {8 C# y( @6 y
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2 k! D# ~- F8 w# A/ r7 G9 L( j1 z: S> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay& j8 m5 p7 @" u# u5 Y
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the9 K* G% y9 w: d2 D9 D
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
% q; f; Q& @0 ?9 R& Z% |> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to# K; @! ~0 M* ^9 K. M. y1 L
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
, I3 J! ~, `2 E( p. H> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,3 X! D# Q3 i/ q4 p, J; C1 U
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's6 x9 K% U( E( A6 g/ O( C) {
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
1 P0 ?% C. | c: l> circled the bases toward home.& L9 e1 k+ k1 t% Z$ j
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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+ J' e- J% i3 s- L> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by: F$ \2 Z# H+ r
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
# d5 L3 S/ t1 Z L/ S m G> Shay, run to third!'% g# l* `+ w, v
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on( k! E1 X$ h/ T6 C% f* g
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
+ u, \1 \" v. f- g8 U& j" \3 P9 \> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
- h$ M$ {4 l& v6 w5 }6 C0 j" _> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
/ r4 e! g. v2 O# L! }> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity: B" g, F7 [: h. @ d' Y
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
, @; G' g0 u4 v9 J, r> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and1 o0 T- b! @8 z/ K/ } I
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!8 b0 @! j! s3 V" q% w6 M: P
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
# S7 \, l/ q8 S. ~4 ~8 {' |5 `. X> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending/ L8 X6 Y- h+ @6 b% T. E- p
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
- K1 h& m$ b- H7 v> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency( ]' M$ k) P( s7 n( M" e' M. |
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.- f+ {. V- H# ?+ {5 {+ J$ _' [
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9 |6 b2 {/ D3 h; d$ X4 }> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
) ~% ?% M4 i# K" X5 ?# e> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
- i$ B% C! t0 A> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
2 X u7 {6 C: W/ J& [# b> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have5 c( b& s( j1 S0 w/ S$ r _
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
3 |2 C4 o; F2 Z- w! T, s) Z+ B> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people8 i- I" @+ z8 p) \ F+ M. n
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
/ q3 S$ v( R$ v) M* Q> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little# ^7 G0 H$ m9 P
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by6 L$ a- K. I. W6 T$ y3 I* l. _# \
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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) C- o; P2 L: Z" i> You now have two choices:" o0 l' w: Y0 a3 V$ O) `
> 1. Delete
5 u( Z: n% Y9 d- K, H) Q> 2. Forward
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4 {3 g& c8 c* M5 `( w> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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