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. o2 r0 u7 C# h8 a$ |% J- _> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
W: x) [9 H1 P# E$ O/ a7 u# c& D> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the7 U: D. u0 u- ~+ ~6 e
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0 C7 j& Y9 U6 {- y% C> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,$ V1 N! ]9 x4 H3 q- r) e$ j4 h! u
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
' V: ~7 \/ [. X, p> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
9 ] N M5 x) N1 `% J' N: T> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
8 r( n$ e, m" ~7 l> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other/ ]. u% W: U, P& f5 f' b9 `3 G
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
! A4 o# u3 i- X' v8 d0 }1 Y( C> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically6 [0 w6 e$ \0 x
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize5 M: s; |. g# S
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people4 d* E! d l4 T) N: {7 F( S5 A
> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:4 \* s# Q4 `0 {( R9 v; ~
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`) v7 T. ]4 F. C9 }> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were- x! } p& K; J0 C
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
* Q% o7 X4 W/ w> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their" N/ ~7 n6 g0 Z
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
$ |/ L6 {5 H$ V/ n" h> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be7 D& v; w5 ~: G
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.5 s0 E; C* [- V" J
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
% C' K0 r! Q& d- w> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and& r [* O/ T1 G$ ]/ L
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
) |1 W3 a, p( x+ d> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth& G0 R) Q. o. l9 u4 r1 B4 u2 {0 C4 `
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8 a T' v$ N0 K> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
9 t7 ^9 V: p9 S3 k# Z; E0 `. w> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in5 x0 q! Y7 ?5 u* }2 Z
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the' U- M/ I( I, I6 i+ T1 l d
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still( e. Q! G- z9 V4 }
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
5 G8 B- a4 B" g4 y9 p3 K> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was. C8 ~/ U `: I3 B* d5 J
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
! b$ P- ?" @, m# n( V& R> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the' ?7 l( V2 A- N r7 ^
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
0 H; O' u4 p. D' A0 y8 s( n> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be5 N2 a) g+ v! o- F9 h8 y
> next at bat.$ E, ^% p" ]7 `. j6 D) q5 [# _
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
" e* r: e4 U6 c2 {! \> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
. R' v( R8 R, J! d8 u0 b> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
: n1 j0 r; h0 E( S; a> much less connect with the ball.
1 n- @! u- w! m> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
4 F- X& x7 P5 i# L+ @$ S5 Z> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved; l7 i. {1 k# x1 z. i
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make9 V$ N2 \3 n) y$ c, }
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
7 r# W1 [/ H9 W* W1 ~! A> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. ~0 F h3 l6 T$ ~$ f
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
5 \! ?% ~6 X+ u( P" V9 ]> right back to the pitcher.* ^( w' N j1 g' K7 ^
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and; d: o7 m9 {8 V" [) b; H. j" p' R
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been( P% u, J& e/ `6 O5 p2 w! y8 K2 Z1 Z
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out7 G* \. }1 |. }5 s& U
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started' m$ _5 P7 k3 ^' M8 y8 G
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
3 T, N. x5 V" Q: V2 ], y> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
! k2 L0 `( Q4 l, g, ]> wide-eyed and startled./ }; C! ~. \( a' L. _- N1 s- \3 [
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
# \$ G+ z5 K1 l6 j3 j9 N# b, a> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
: h) ]' B* |" `> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
% ^* x+ X( I- G3 N% K3 h! [, p> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to+ O; l/ @7 ^6 k- [
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
9 t# Y) L7 t0 m3 _, m: W3 Y> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,: n# a, y' ~7 |5 F) W$ \
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
, I/ ]# x3 z5 |' x> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him7 ^% v2 C" v2 @2 o8 R' ] O
> circled the bases toward home.3 g# o% A' Y) Y8 D; f
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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* @( P& u8 r: R> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
! Y3 V4 U) n B& s2 \+ S> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
' l& {) B3 R/ z% \5 K7 O> Shay, run to third!') C: z/ p# c- h/ }! O5 D3 \" X
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on& C0 H+ M9 v# V* q& ?, n2 t+ e% y
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped" I7 A( q9 D! z$ d
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the* a4 R9 Z4 M) R' }6 ?
> game for his team.
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9 A6 `9 `: f- X5 l9 S> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,. k4 t; D$ w4 I( ]
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity! R7 R( {' U% N: d- T# I
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- G7 d2 p( M/ N2 @1 j> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
2 w1 M5 J M0 v4 @- |( \; [ x; W$ L> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and" p% g3 e7 K/ {, G0 t
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes: ^ ~7 P" Y5 @% n/ g- @& V; y
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending# B+ Q4 K/ ^ Z' E8 k" J5 U
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
: ]) p; r; j/ G0 f4 e+ L; N- z> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency4 x" S; V) @. |/ W$ M
> 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're7 @% B2 S6 w5 V$ w: _
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
1 [3 q1 Q' `$ ~! r> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
) N( ^ r, s& Y> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have/ Z4 w. ~8 e* p
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
7 ~! \8 v! n% V9 B% ~4 }, a> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people/ `$ P3 V: K! i9 J9 k/ f
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and4 c! Z, F* {. N$ H) g. v6 V$ L
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little# t/ t q1 h# v8 _) a; a
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by* q5 m( ?8 G E$ x
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.3 t0 R& D" G$ h0 v
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> You now have two choices:
& m- k1 |' R; v8 a; D& S7 Q9 d> 1. Delete' ^/ H- _. f! s3 Z" ` n
> 2. Forward% {/ h. f6 D" x9 ^
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) g) B# e( _0 K/ |" e# l# f> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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