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' O" ~ u6 r( ~+ g7 h( V4 t; [> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
+ J0 A* z9 |2 g9 o4 k5 Z> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
+ ^2 F" D* S7 p. e" T( p0 ?> same choice?
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- o+ e1 C$ C- w+ ~8 ~6 c4 \> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,2 ]1 B9 D6 U7 ]" \
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be/ |4 F. ]4 f8 Z7 r6 _+ {$ T: r+ c7 ]
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
+ x* m1 P( F) W. K3 [> staff, he offered a question:0 }. i) O& c' Z6 T( T# o
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
. I- ~% L8 i- e! H: |> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
" n4 A" d+ e: h- u. f- m> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
) a2 x$ g, ?$ E; r, z5 d> natural order of things in my son?'
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2 |* `3 B8 I3 u) v. |4 a* K( j> The audience was stilled by the query.; A' x6 k; }& N8 c' \8 n$ L
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0 j1 w9 W# P- Y" ?9 N( E. T> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically x3 l. ]9 \" B
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize4 P. D! I f& l) k; R0 [0 D& j
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
+ y, k0 P/ z. ^. b! g1 ^3 H> treat that child.', d) s3 d* N$ U) I# e: Q3 t! e
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8 ?& Q0 `1 y S, ~9 G- x> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were; s* m4 B- @" y
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
. C Y z' {' ?> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
, p- f3 Z' S) ^( \> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,4 G' H3 O, a" n! I& }; N/ h
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
7 |1 v4 n- ?6 m: i1 n0 a> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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' U( M, s' M3 U2 A: [& O> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
+ _- E- E* l8 Z: Y6 M1 A; m> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and6 V4 U( @0 t: G2 j* z& D
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I+ y/ X) T3 r2 v5 o
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth' h3 n( e; L+ {2 I! g! ?
> inning.'
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9 k, S. V3 R p4 J, d> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a% k% B4 e! d+ V# l4 P6 a# L3 F
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
9 }6 i# R" o7 h- s: p9 ~4 l: F4 ?: j> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the1 k1 E1 b+ j$ ~8 S' S0 Z4 u% F
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
. P4 I, s2 Q9 {( N$ a( v> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and" R- n9 {8 C' {1 L& _& g( s- K' G
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was3 S* L7 k; w0 n% i5 e
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
8 G o9 [; \7 E5 ^. q- [+ y9 g> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the( `9 _1 f* r2 [5 [% v
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases$ A" ?9 u( T! N, Z
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be% d7 }7 v, ^/ n1 Q
> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
1 I8 M9 |: H) a. N, ]1 v> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all: |: f- y3 e: ?8 m. [' X! @
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
( b) k& z! m3 l> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved G3 U4 |" L8 u0 s; J- l! O1 }7 T' q
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
1 V7 K h" h- i> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The2 ]4 M: _+ L/ B" m$ E; R
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
0 j9 D* ?% B/ J! ]& f6 E$ G> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball. `2 G5 h& p p' z. F1 Z
> right back to the pitcher.6 M1 F0 M, Y/ Y; ^
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' }# O$ s) N9 E> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
% b/ t* q7 B" B: l1 _+ ?' H C7 c5 Q; |> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been7 ]. S s) V' `
> out and that would have been the end of the game.6 ?* n3 y) u$ U
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5 L2 Y9 W. Z4 q* a. V> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out( Y) p/ O0 b! K/ w3 m* D/ ~
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started j' t1 _" f; N. q' m& N
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever$ c2 d& g% }4 x0 P6 V! `, o
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,8 q* F2 D, X0 h: N3 g
> wide-eyed and startled.
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# { j z3 Q/ E> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay, K" ?5 U0 N: }( Y0 p2 [2 I0 y" A6 H
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the# Y- o4 f- ~1 o
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
- S: L! ~: ^7 @8 ?> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
' `4 x) N. f. b! y> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the- l/ ?% H9 S. c$ {9 f$ B& L
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,) \" u @1 |9 V" e0 W/ \5 j
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's! U: f$ j8 [0 X" c% v+ t* x
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him2 X: d& Y _8 E
> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
: H) b4 g9 R5 ]! B2 }. v> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
& H# z$ p3 g4 F$ t! o( I2 n> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on Y/ Y3 {! O' V, C: |& K
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
1 [) p" J N7 K0 V- L( d9 v> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the4 ^, D9 T' b! ?- k% v. q) Z
> game for his team.( X' z6 l) T: M; D0 g/ d9 d
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
; B5 Z* \7 D' p0 n+ ~> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity; k I/ G& r0 M) U( q( X* V$ @+ A
> into this world'.# Q8 d8 m, _3 `# ` F0 ?
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( I% X, m0 @0 Q> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never+ l# U1 ]: A. ^% k- T
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
8 |+ F+ B; L4 E4 d> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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. `* Z& O" ?# g. U0 h. n# D5 \> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
: x! e `8 k; _> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending7 |% W7 g) B0 c* O1 q n7 H; @
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
% E1 }/ [" b: o5 ?2 q8 d+ |> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
( u' n3 f8 ~5 t! f. s> 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're
0 Z) G: {+ I* o* z/ e. D> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
/ E3 Y+ F. O, \6 \> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who- e- x9 r; s6 D: s: G
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
" e- V; X2 W) o> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural/ | ` p# D6 v
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people* c4 K1 b* v2 y6 \3 D. i
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and! I) Q( h3 U5 }7 y, S0 b* a$ R
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little, v% t& @- x" v0 K2 G
> bit colder in the process?
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2 W( W4 d; L w* G: c$ e> A wise man once said every society is judged by/ m9 U; M3 @# e" T, i
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:+ l- h2 R8 h+ j
> 1. Delete3 m t, F1 v3 O; }. `7 N6 k5 |
> 2. Forward
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' H0 |. l) ]& h8 K> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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