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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,$ c. w2 N1 v( k# z
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
* G, N+ o7 v" Y3 j" d, |& h7 x$ P> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,6 ^- w# S, n! U, Y [% c1 T. L" h- F
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be- N# P2 Z+ A0 ?- f
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
5 j9 `; l' w6 @7 r' O& l& g I> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
' r f8 a* ^: S2 n: X: z u5 X/ j> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other, q x' @! _2 _: ~7 |# I1 @
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
* I1 ?9 S% U: {/ W% [; h( |. b> natural order of things in my son?'- O# G) @6 {" B; A4 |3 P& v
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/ A2 O9 P& _( O) v: D3 Z4 J# _* @ G> The audience was stilled by the query.8 F) ^6 z7 m; t! t# g( A
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1 n0 t: V& A" u: y# r' d, G7 r/ u> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
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> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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# V- |# \7 R" p( [9 s) a> Then he told the following story:
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3 ?4 B# H0 s8 @; ~1 g2 e3 @7 C+ N> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
1 Z# V# }0 }( I7 i> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
o, k7 R O; E& |9 O' a& {; l+ z> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their& L H6 e6 W: t6 \
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
: H1 D9 ^7 D- I> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
9 @0 ]0 l/ O) B7 N' c, B> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.$ V. f% B* A/ ` w* D) ]( q
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
% q- o7 Y( U; O. U3 w. M: D> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
, q; t) @* s3 h; }0 M; K I> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I) ~: B) v/ f3 I; V, J/ u6 r& n
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ {* N, n, x" R3 w1 i! a
> inning.'
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1 g5 |5 ]# o F/ D( o) b2 t> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a) |" W4 o! J/ o8 |3 F4 `
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
" e! T& [: | } R& y) g# b; a7 H> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the2 u9 X! t B. b8 e
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still0 L3 t0 g6 i! @ s+ Y
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and: f% H- @7 ~) J; ~' d( O% W' _
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was: e' \+ G/ w7 F/ F0 Q
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
! g9 f) ?) b0 ^4 Z- ]' A1 C> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
( M+ q7 o' }4 H/ M8 k" k> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
# @ _! m) W8 b- d; M- J- n> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
( w8 ^' d- @/ u* u> next at bat.
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7 J1 w- L3 R% E; ~2 k; V7 C& D> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the9 S" C3 @. e1 K; q
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
c; z [2 B# E. {" R6 w> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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4 Y; ~& t" Y5 ^- ]' ?> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
3 H5 y& u, {, C> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
0 Q# d* j$ n4 ]9 P) J. M. j0 @> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
0 }. F. C) D! ?( l' {: c/ P> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The7 T; o3 p- ?0 X0 d
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay." R. F7 b7 K. h" j) [0 f) n4 \* d
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
( S4 t5 f0 p# a8 i% H9 g* [3 p> right back to the pitcher. v7 v) \4 x$ u
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; r1 e/ U2 |, ~+ u> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and9 h/ y, U! @) {( \ Y
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been, d" q) q+ A+ t) H; o
> out and that would have been the end of the game.( k) b" {. B3 t% [; ?
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
$ |. z/ x1 |, U> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
' J. Y& k2 O+ g> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
8 E4 V3 D) q: k% B! E: b7 `$ u7 D> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
6 X8 X) j+ X. ]0 k> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
. H2 o# D! d! s2 l. ?> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the, }$ X& m# L) b( h& U2 V1 q& I
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had. k, ^1 W o: ^1 ] D9 t5 ]
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to* P f _( z" e8 I8 u, C7 i) S E9 |
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the- N- n* l) _6 u K1 B( q
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
; L7 A2 ^; k' e$ j* I> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
) t7 Z% K: N7 }' O1 ~> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him% p9 G* [" F5 F' a6 n+ Q
> circled the bases toward home.; P: W1 ?- K+ x$ D7 J6 m P5 p/ B% t
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+ P8 b8 M4 B8 P" T9 s> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'+ ~; B/ K5 V/ R
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! p# O% C4 X# t6 g8 K! U: T> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
4 J2 _! \/ e1 G2 t! c# g! ?" o> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!- e6 i3 l" M$ ?# E
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
; {8 |" _8 h6 A" k' I> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped2 x% L* }/ n" e0 R* S( u w) Z! J
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the# ~$ u+ Q3 D' `8 `
> game for his team.
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7 F1 J& F. n8 x5 r> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
, e' c3 y1 Y# e) b) V# P> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity( z4 k$ u- X& E; O3 U6 ^- m4 D1 V6 {
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
( {, D" n4 M' r( k9 A0 o8 ^: g> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and) Q' z6 T; B- z3 g, q) @
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!2 r `7 Q$ j8 ]: h+ v
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- G4 Y% s2 | l* Z9 ~/ B! h> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes' c2 }: s9 n' ?: R; Z
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending7 m# r Y& p$ s" z9 Q4 D2 {
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 V9 o7 V7 a; Z
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
; l' }* I" x( E> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.2 c2 q; o( E; I8 c
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4 Y7 k- ~- h7 f5 |> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're1 \. Q- A) C# |
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
h- K5 \, e, G> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who; x- s' D! O* l4 b5 O" A
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
3 m) n; |5 l; p/ E. w8 \2 i! }> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural1 U& h2 g S, z( E
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people3 q) g+ W( c* V0 p' k
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and1 }9 r P5 R: I; X
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
% C5 t9 Z6 t2 \+ P; V+ m* v> bit colder in the process?: Q5 p; a) U/ l/ S* q _" H9 ?* f
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( n+ S' i$ W% J% e' P# N) m4 D> A wise man once said every society is judged by
6 s- z* T, h) Q: w; |! a% T, `> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.6 n2 F! q7 r/ ?0 N' z( S
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( c4 B7 I8 k/ R- | e> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward R4 n L1 _4 X1 v0 V# t
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6 V {1 c- }8 @5 n' i; f> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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