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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,- u1 ] r9 d& U# E9 K( m
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
* s4 E; }( O" I* N5 b- I v> same choice?9 Q2 _: f A3 X: E% [) S7 ~
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, i" w" ^6 k! M& }> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
9 b5 _4 R1 k$ p. C8 i! V> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be2 D0 t9 Z+ R8 w
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated8 n5 m; }7 V* Y8 }- K* o$ `8 B
> staff, he offered a question:
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, w$ D6 B3 b% a" j1 i% {> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is. u( I6 B' b! b* v$ d
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
( {* }$ i3 g: A! |$ o> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
; Z- B/ @+ z7 u1 y- t0 e> natural order of things in my son?'- F6 A. }& G* J u, t' F
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2 ?1 d3 \6 }% n% J" Z> The audience was stilled by the query.2 n2 p( w5 T, }" R/ e- ~% e
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> 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/ p0 E3 n/ y6 P6 O
> treat that child.'. }/ L# t& f4 V# S) F! v4 s4 f$ t
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- H6 A# U6 M7 d/ A* o. M> Then he told the following story: J8 X3 k1 G) v4 j
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
* b/ d& T. `# x* o* n8 m( V) y> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
+ ]$ e1 e; A- c9 J+ A6 o> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their* @% f/ S# K' U
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
7 |6 `0 ^& {. U* q$ C> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
* \# k2 K) l( d- Z( J> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. O& U; ~. w. ^: O
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
% U' Z. D" T. C0 |& \> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
6 j. I1 I4 Z1 C& l> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
3 l: I* L8 j3 s> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth" [% r& V% |5 ~+ Z+ U
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a( r( x! F7 K, h* t, r' D
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in2 K' \( Y# D* j; Z/ [& a
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the# V3 e* `, d. l' Q
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still2 A8 `6 j) Y$ `; b2 F6 R5 V! h2 Z
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
, y P: S6 g- Q> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
J, ?1 c* K ^. z9 |/ w> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
' D4 H% Z f! [, H5 O# @' b> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
0 Q$ C, a: C+ t( N. x> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases7 D# n6 U8 W! g* P {$ A- @- I
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be& B6 r. O/ z2 B$ k
> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the+ Z0 H& o6 v# A7 c s. d
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
( |9 X9 `" Y3 I0 G" y5 Q> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
3 ^# v2 G" h3 n( n3 f> much less connect with the ball.3 q1 e* U; l3 i& R! x
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the& I( D& ~& K) X, I3 F l( @- ~
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved. H6 w9 |: x' ?# L
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make; j* r% ?2 |+ P s. @3 B
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The: V0 [. i& Z- ^: T) _0 {
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.5 i. b, S4 U5 s" G5 A
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
+ F( ~0 q {" l> right back to the pitcher.& }* U! S8 m1 ~
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/ {1 K3 a# J) ]; @6 i- p: ]) W> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and& e; `+ m+ X( P: v7 D
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been! y5 Z5 m, Q- A3 @8 o- u3 }
> out and that would have been the end of the game.9 X5 ^% P4 e/ x( q' r$ V9 a
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$ r; Z9 Z3 w$ Z+ n& ~* j- y9 W> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
( B: D' M0 D/ ~- L2 G> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started( E3 {, M. I9 A5 y2 s& I
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
$ m0 x3 x8 s9 X8 U7 h& |2 k> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,3 s" Y) v% u) C$ o
> wide-eyed and startled.
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8 ~/ ?2 _# X; j> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
3 k. `! K# {; M6 l) x p$ v> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
5 v2 P5 l4 _" ]! H; X5 e' D) Y8 \> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had9 i- u& u6 ~4 L
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
8 k* A5 K' O0 B0 F> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the# J H3 A. e2 F4 N# W* {
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
- W/ j& N% t' V* `# m> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's6 x% O( X; s0 S3 X# j: G
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
8 h9 d9 Y6 ^3 o5 Y9 G> circled the bases toward home.
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/ s7 J0 ^4 [# R0 ^% M. [* C. V y> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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( i1 m0 u+ i2 q! t; |& f> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
6 K7 V" M0 R* n I/ r9 e) I> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!8 A3 |; Q, J' z2 [ w
> Shay, run to third!'* @8 X! v# p$ F, \% f, m# [6 g( m
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' E8 q9 x2 S7 k5 Z- a& {> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on( X( {! B. d% i) [& F9 P2 L
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
! a# E5 B8 H' C. l t; |> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
7 x' k" T5 \8 a- n2 z> game for his team.7 \0 z$ \$ o- }4 B- V+ v
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5 p3 N; u# f |' q+ R> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
( t- @& E/ z, S( k& r5 Y( Z> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity7 Z5 T- O0 X [! b8 q( e+ a& h
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never+ U4 H$ V! q( A8 `/ Y6 |
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
+ @0 v: U$ e! R4 ?- [1 [& W> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!) O( H" V1 ]& P- ^5 C
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
* g# o+ Y, p4 k! c( I! j> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
4 r% y( c' K7 q3 T0 T/ f> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often9 j, ~( h% L: o6 q
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency9 t3 ?, D2 @& ?, F8 Y$ x, T1 p1 B9 [
> 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're1 Z/ I) p4 q2 g: j4 X+ Z: H
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the" t& a; m! J' ^. m5 }% i4 c) ]
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who# i. \6 U Z& F# q, R
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have' D% e; C/ }8 a
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
# e$ ?! l1 b. @& Z; C> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
9 I- }6 z1 t3 W> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
$ S# g( |* f; J7 p7 g- G$ m) A> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
3 h7 H' J. Y/ h; Q, G& k> bit colder in the process?5 D: B$ g4 m9 |3 B) W2 Q+ @. `
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
4 o# D H/ T1 i> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.5 ^+ x5 R: v8 A8 h6 K, j3 ~ K7 j- O
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> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward: ^% G7 i: t# y
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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