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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
' Q: ^0 D$ c( X( Y8 H" y4 f9 ]' Z> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
' r* E8 k! o9 I3 |> same choice?
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4 V1 B' r8 A" c) O% o> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
- |- V0 H: U! k+ N; g9 ?0 I0 z> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be/ O1 [" @, r5 g4 D0 ^
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
) B" T& z8 K& P> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
n4 @ _7 ^+ g) F5 w> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other4 T7 k3 z/ q& J' |# p4 e) L
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the$ x' i g/ T% U/ Y' T" d* ~
> natural order of things in my son?'% U* [3 b" u( a) L3 R
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> The audience was stilled by the query. K9 G& {& _7 ?0 I% J
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( z* L n# {. P> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically' E8 E' K: Z7 c1 |9 a/ n8 J2 z
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize- k! ?4 X4 D: U& Q
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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3 a4 b. o5 k5 }> Then he told the following story:& ]0 D0 J* G3 @
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! I, d. f: `! n ?> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
: \* K% x7 h; T+ B# X" U- Z> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's5 c+ H: H7 g( _- I$ ~- g
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
% s2 \/ r" |; O) o2 l. S" E6 m> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play," m7 Z) q% F+ B/ a
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
% A# T) n8 I* s" E> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. N/ N3 U! q& K, {6 [( N5 @
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( c7 L1 ]' k' [$ U5 J* P> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
$ o; k8 ]- B9 v* D, M> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and% Y, A2 K* @! }$ w% \
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
! O; z0 h4 O0 _0 T1 p> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
1 Q/ t+ U; p6 x& I& v: p! ?> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
0 m/ u0 s1 G( v- @6 h, [) u" {> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the" s( j/ c1 P9 ^ i, U' ]
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
" K- v% ~& m' Z7 f% x+ s1 l> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and7 R, h1 L* Y6 k5 q
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
0 s6 N, V$ ^- \1 S* v> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
: X/ t1 X& n: P; {+ @: r> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
( T' p0 ~# [4 Y' f9 ^> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases$ S" K0 f, D& E
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be& O* o* b2 R1 b" S0 U
> next at bat.
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( N. `, A u' t# e, v> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the0 l6 a. z b$ p' w# p( y
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all' ^7 t Z) v0 ^# B0 {: G7 z
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,8 V" i1 E$ D" E7 Y& N/ k
> much less connect with the ball.
1 D% ~3 j0 v/ J3 M% z> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the( M# A. r. q' U* p
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved& b2 R" l9 Q1 l l
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
' H# J. B, v7 ]. L> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The9 c& K, f8 `* f/ G- d
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.( g7 ~ c" p9 o1 e* Y
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball/ G2 ^8 x( @$ X
> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
3 {1 X9 r. f; B2 Q9 H1 I& ? E& E; y! o> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
D$ ? g- Z* M* O> out and that would have been the end of the game.6 h, v7 T' j& M2 H! ~3 ]
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( B7 H$ E' r# j- n6 y> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
* F4 J" h* A: C }- t> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started3 P. e$ q0 O1 }, [
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
7 W2 z9 Q, o: r" Z3 } t> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,8 p1 K' B, Q# C( B
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay7 B) G0 T& p- L2 s% l, t4 P
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
/ f: }. E$ w* }, C# R> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
% ~6 n+ q9 ]2 x! U5 K8 Q> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to; n7 K; g6 v" z, V# w
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
0 Q6 f5 k6 N$ Q1 ?> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
7 Z& @, z- u( A2 J" E' {3 R> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's1 Z8 ]9 X+ n) f
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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1 ]; d4 I# t, A! n> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'3 {3 W4 K* J4 `, g+ A' d/ r
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by; F0 [8 |6 e* g
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
7 Y; h" V* Y. X# h' e6 J" ?> Shay, run to third!'
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0 `# `' v9 A$ ~1 T; E: ^8 @9 J* U> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
6 s( `0 g* F @% T0 J> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped5 p& s" @" H! r, V
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
) [5 q; N# c2 g5 |5 @% R6 }> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,; c. a9 p2 {1 ]/ k7 |2 s
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity$ G {: o' a7 }
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
; O6 s3 a' ?' J" u. {> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
: X9 K+ K3 n" H: Q, N6 U> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!8 ^$ {# i: M! x& I; ?/ Q: B" t- R# M
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& j: }0 J, U. T8 L' {> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
7 Y$ y9 X8 R# _! P3 }; m' q> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
* A1 M' i5 I: G4 l> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
2 {# \4 ~4 M) A7 g+ ^> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency5 W5 x" q5 X. m5 i r& I ?. s
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.3 } e3 n9 R" ? R8 l
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're/ W( Z* N; _0 R/ [% \
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
- P; a/ W- e* K9 Y1 f> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
. Z G s$ L( n- M> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have5 x g3 f8 ]+ E: m5 j
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
- m' U2 g. i6 A: g! e* Q> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people6 [0 r4 u3 |2 i* w5 o
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
' Y( L Q+ {7 {, f+ A> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by( s3 u! Q6 n. j% n) b
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.; `' Q, F8 v% }* R+ S; T
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5 x, n {% R6 l+ v7 q7 U2 b8 R# h> You now have two choices:( k" N& y2 `/ i+ D F& Z( ~2 ^
> 1. Delete
; }1 u! U; f( I) J2 O> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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