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Two Choices
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$ T- p. p: u7 |3 v> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
! b! q# d1 _9 K/ s8 T9 n> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the- E4 r8 h& f$ R/ w y: |) u* r
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,. V8 J3 P9 k3 e' c7 v* k
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
5 s! y( t) u& }9 J" z1 {8 j> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated9 Z! `7 t l+ @" [% I: b
> staff, he offered a question:5 M5 ?/ Q' D" k
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
: a- T; x5 G9 d- u d# }5 U> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
+ y7 y" v/ h: ^% n" _> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
9 z+ W( c6 \ R h( M> natural order of things in my son?'
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3 j# U6 i: T9 M$ i1 w* C) u> The audience was stilled by the query., ]' e2 \! Y5 H) v
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically3 R+ k) I Z* n: V" a7 P0 W
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
8 V; `9 N3 I# P6 k% e7 T. t; V" ~> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
5 e# \5 ?1 L& @6 i: I3 u> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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+ ~# B1 x( B# @# n' n3 ?> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were5 H* y9 _/ w. n; U) N( Q7 c
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's) B8 y4 f0 N: h+ a, d
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their1 b L0 C9 p6 m) Y' r
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,5 B* w: S$ u" N. K- j+ c5 b
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be. g" X J2 r: Q6 v
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.6 e! v( Y; W* G8 V; H- D
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
0 |% x+ s: t8 n# C+ `/ A- i4 y> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and! K' W8 _) u" e4 p
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I/ N: |. u$ X- Z) s! ~' N1 Z
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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( n2 C2 P9 \" Z, c> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
% T, G1 D) y! ]8 v> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
! p- V- e4 A3 P; H5 s! E" C" a' o> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the* r. d" D1 B% D- O, a( u
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still _* R: Z6 H, P6 U& F
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and! W1 | r/ c+ f2 D; L8 e3 `3 E
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
8 \) V- m' \$ a> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
! ]$ J; |2 h4 }/ R> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
0 r2 Q5 i6 r, t% G9 \> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
- @3 q5 z+ G# k' H6 D# ]6 t0 t> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
5 J( ?. n/ e1 |( }. y> next at bat., J0 y8 `1 _# s! z' ^' \8 `
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
; d3 i2 k; X+ F> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all, |6 P" _# _+ j) \! |1 |/ l
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,2 A8 S0 B5 Y- K A5 E
> much less connect with the ball.+ Q/ H$ N7 k- f+ c% L2 A
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the/ G4 \) W% U6 W8 T' m
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved1 m# Z; P7 N0 p) N4 C2 U s7 E% N
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make5 W% ?; K5 ^( I5 N/ y. y
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
M8 `5 }) x) _3 i' q3 @! X> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
+ n! n0 D5 `# ^, X1 Z/ b: n& N& {> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
9 O. ]1 d% X& u9 ]' A1 @3 ^( m> right back to the pitcher.
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2 `/ J7 @! T7 k+ j5 q> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and, T$ ~* J% S7 P2 X% |& q5 v
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been0 W" k1 C4 m) m% U E; m# O" G
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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' F6 {1 M3 t, ?- _; ?- V> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out' P9 W$ M) }# {: o6 }
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started$ g1 {: J( d. ^" C
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever0 w; n* c' C. @/ S! z0 }7 T( \* x
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,5 Y$ w- N$ [4 E) B8 x
> wide-eyed and startled.1 ^* o5 Y3 g. s- @& L
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay- U/ ^; V2 k' U8 P* V" t$ ]
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
7 R, a( _7 p4 w6 D: X; L* x> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had: _5 U+ e2 J: ]( X! L
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
8 G/ h7 b2 S: q0 Y+ h" m$ |# `; A( f> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
- M( p- f, o* _# h. i- w% A! ^- e> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,+ q2 P; V" |% m, P
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's$ I5 V8 l, j# G& C0 j
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him1 i2 J# J* K$ C5 y% M: l6 B
> circled the bases toward home.
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2 H4 \. U2 v9 {! u3 {/ y> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'& {+ A1 S. o& i q5 o$ a. X
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# B" B# G& H+ f1 ^- W> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by" U$ W3 B# d5 Y
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
5 V. e! M4 c% t* ~> Shay, run to third!'! M& l3 ]8 S* e% c
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" H) @( M- n$ s5 u: I> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
l- ?% o7 S8 I! ] D9 L> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
7 o8 ^& N* Y- U# j> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the2 Z+ x$ h, o+ ^
> game for his team.
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" x' U4 o/ v+ n6 M2 a# U1 q& x8 P> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,4 v- E/ W. g& M3 v* i2 \, u. a+ ^
> '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
& H" |3 u6 d1 v# i* f d$ m> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
H _, Z( f0 k: y# p6 A> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!$ H$ p8 v- W `4 l- c
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes! k" }) i* A& r6 `
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending( U5 q2 e% o8 \7 h- n0 u+ y
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
( \8 I# I. r0 [( u9 |7 \, S> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
. |. N4 r& `6 b2 r* L l> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.4 h# q9 }2 X/ B9 J7 k
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're% M/ K; V4 B7 ?1 Y, i
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
" M: n7 y% w) ]> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who$ A3 A' s' L' ?: h# B+ i& r
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have4 r% d0 B* P7 ^" E( B" F
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural9 ]1 |5 A. C3 O7 y4 G- H
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people' G; S) N0 f V+ Q* K2 y
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and& \3 s! o8 i$ \ b4 A- B7 Y. X
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little; ?6 _, X6 T. _! b0 x, t$ @( m6 W
> bit colder in the process?0 h* H7 F& w. `8 o& P
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- B3 I1 g# q2 X9 d> A wise man once said every society is judged by
, z) b+ M$ ~5 h6 e2 H2 E) j> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.4 O. {" @7 ~% P9 ]5 ~. @, n" w
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. |5 V9 @; r* Q, A% h> You now have two choices:
9 g- R) m' A8 o. D) Q> 1. Delete% S; [" U* q! O/ W, C. k* i. R
> 2. Forward
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6 k/ }. {* u& o9 F/ z8 H( P4 U9 J> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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