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1 }& I/ f T0 L& p( X5 x> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
! |# P/ w" J A> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
) F. \: f; S" t: K6 I5 _7 p> same choice?, s0 r( I! m6 M" A' s+ I% H
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,0 a1 } S5 U4 c* ?5 |/ K6 g& L5 w
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
( \ I* m6 O- U1 L8 g# C6 M> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
: p3 ]/ [ h I" l" p# o' t2 M> staff, he offered a question:/ s2 S" z( _) ?$ ]6 X4 P! w
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+ z9 R: j- X0 s: l0 S* z& g> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is9 g* I; N# x; h# R3 r7 `6 ?
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
$ ]# m. D/ [! l+ @" i> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
. `9 T4 J$ k8 D' V6 w+ L> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.; V8 G1 A% x) T0 M5 E2 ]8 B
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
{& N, u6 a0 ?% a> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize& [5 v" O8 D, K( s1 O
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
; a# q) B- u2 S0 Z> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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4 H6 e( @" e* R# g* q+ [4 P> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were* e( i4 l* {* z' E; C0 ~
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
, I6 s `- w( L1 W9 k2 Y> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their# y$ v! f. F! a: s% m
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
" `( }, H- c1 t; f> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
5 j+ v: ?6 X4 a3 x> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
$ @6 X2 C( O* h/ h* c5 G> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
. h* u$ ~: L8 Z! e s$ i> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I5 [1 ^0 ~ Q9 b$ A
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ f2 j7 h% I0 r" g4 Z
> inning.'
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9 |1 w s9 y, J9 |7 h1 Y> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
4 _ ?1 f& T/ I/ d0 ?( K> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in8 B3 V( `: K6 k- ?* M D8 A
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
$ g, n) [& g0 x6 e* ]% J> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
0 p9 n- s; _+ A9 n8 T( t* x/ p" S> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
: X" Z2 S, m* d+ q' X" X& Z> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was6 J1 H/ Q7 ^4 b1 H; j
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from( _" W* s) c' O& Q" q5 P
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the- C; @* M9 Q8 {0 x
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
K5 g4 r7 ]5 H> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be3 a- a# `9 J! q @: K
> next at bat.8 F$ L" b" D4 R/ A5 M' D2 [+ y# j
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$ A6 v5 ~0 v' J ]0 [' t> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
$ `( b4 Y3 t9 j, l/ @0 ~3 G> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all4 N) ?$ T& y6 |1 H9 O2 ~$ m& A/ Z
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
4 d# l! h5 }+ l0 @' Y4 T% w> much less connect with the ball.$ n2 {; y0 w" Y& g7 l2 z* n
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the5 y! G- M6 y3 F* I, x {
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved0 p% ^7 A0 K3 M6 h; `7 u) v# T/ J1 Z8 L
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
; N8 O9 w9 \- T8 j8 D> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
. p* |1 Q6 W3 d0 [. l: X1 ?6 x! m> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
3 P( [8 b4 S1 k+ J> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball; l( r" m5 Z# Z+ O/ n
> right back to the pitcher.
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}) u& ]- S: i9 `$ W> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and0 @. `- V: k0 i3 u
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
" Q5 T( `. U- s6 H3 c5 l) N> out and that would have been the end of the game.* X9 I- i m1 L. F
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
! i6 X! _) B6 N( Z' _> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
* R6 h! d) {9 a/ L> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever& F, P$ Y: G0 J) K6 F7 Y
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
( L: h3 c k0 A1 q' A> wide-eyed and startled.2 q% h6 u* ~3 s
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
* \, a0 h+ ?- J2 r% {7 `9 C/ k) d2 o> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the3 E* [- Q, X. q8 e
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had8 t/ K" r8 I/ E) S5 y+ j; a6 t( \
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to1 ?9 {0 ] y$ y. U( ^
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the, v# F2 X: J: Y
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
4 ]5 z- m# f$ F/ c) d7 |8 B6 S> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's+ V1 Y! ]1 o6 [) @, L1 C( [
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
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9 c$ b$ M. S d4 y" \> 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 by7 W% [& R8 Y! T4 T8 o
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! f) a$ v/ p/ Y
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
3 d5 e- |1 z0 t> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
. c- c0 [* C$ w/ Y3 r6 y! g+ T> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
9 E9 [3 I0 Y2 y' J, W9 \$ Z> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
# S4 k# F! }7 W( o> '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
8 h2 x b8 I5 m$ `" k. C' I' h> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and5 F0 }" F% G( @! w1 N3 W5 L' N/ S% u
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!, n# O6 E) g9 _
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
) _; k/ i% e4 X5 Q) U5 A> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
# m+ F) T* [9 Q, V1 ?1 L> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
( l2 c2 P8 s& n& y0 y( g( z" |9 n> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency. w0 m8 |9 B1 d' b* ^% Z
> 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
4 D/ B7 D; Y5 Z) V5 _1 }. R> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the( z; _0 L$ T7 V4 `) s6 X
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who8 w3 v l" N8 c0 I
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
; e3 L: o' C: F+ G( c( [> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
) v' L: |; {2 ]> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
4 D3 @) |: C* U1 I> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
' C# e/ k) b" ^3 p: @# P> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
6 C6 {& l, _6 W0 W> bit colder in the process?- d/ k0 P2 r0 G) n- p
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by/ A! p/ N+ f2 u3 c( Y: O" [
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.: a3 ]* @. o/ @2 L
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* p" C' |: B$ [9 D& K1 Q8 V- e$ o> You now have two choices:# N& i+ K7 K7 `7 f4 r7 k- y
> 1. Delete
# F$ I h& j! l8 m> 2. Forward j: C1 {7 F% ~& o1 i- {0 W' t+ M; }
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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