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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,5 F ]! n* w* R( S9 R% ~
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the' d( D" d" L6 I* _( [( Q
> same choice?; Y4 i. z/ H# T
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* V) J4 O7 B* {- g> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,- [- \7 n) Z) g
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
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1 M$ e: D/ ~) ]9 ^> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is7 u$ y/ x5 C% W0 R* o
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other# K' ]0 N; S6 Z2 q, V1 f2 v+ l2 d0 O
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
" F5 H0 L: e3 D6 p, n; e> 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, physically
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> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people1 x# ~1 E6 B" [" ]
> treat that child.'; s7 B4 ` {6 C1 x, d# E
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2 h7 W0 T& e, i1 f- y8 q1 L> Then he told the following story:
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^4 _7 V% ?' `9 B& ]: F9 ?, }0 p& Q> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were' j0 o X( K( I) ?
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's- I5 L m2 r, I9 k
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their6 w. d9 r" k5 e# I |3 L8 k: L
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
' |- x6 L, T8 D2 E6 H> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( f" Z) C3 F1 ^# |$ h. Q
> 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
8 u) `: r' C8 N/ Y# V> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
* _& I- y; b, c1 \4 z5 a> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I4 g5 j& X: T4 ?. y4 E
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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; A5 {) G5 T! {. L, ^> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
: ~* ^$ T, O0 U3 B> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
9 F* P' w0 A n4 h> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the. g. O- o4 F! |4 F* j
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still% ]2 z# X# z* K0 I: Z" Y
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and4 b3 b. I4 n$ y5 e: c6 f. p
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
5 a" y& i% w5 k V> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from8 x$ W; ]5 s; i4 X* J( J, C
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the8 O% C9 L6 l4 n7 n! R+ X; p3 Z7 Q% P
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
/ A) [2 q: n( M6 x> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
9 I7 T8 q3 V( ]4 g" r2 d3 r& v2 r> next at bat.
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! B1 @+ E+ z* M. t4 b/ g: }3 s> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the9 M. V( `4 ]4 V! p2 K5 x
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all0 x2 e; L# ?' s7 ]) k8 k5 o
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,* h, f' ^/ \: l- H3 j6 a1 U4 S+ D
> much less connect with the ball.# j0 q, d2 r% X
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the8 F! x& W0 K( e# d: C
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved$ F' a. x& p/ P ]3 r2 N3 H3 o$ s
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make8 t% ?2 S, u5 ~( {
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
) k6 Z& \; h# d& _% \( G7 t> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
9 q% g! i) ~ W/ ~) |> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball* _' E/ c1 V, V
> right back to the pitcher.$ Y) E }: P; S0 F2 Z
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1 P' K0 a7 z$ j> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and' Q" L! h1 ^& D2 X3 d* Q
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
7 D" m5 s$ H3 m8 K7 J> out and that would have been the end of the game.. b: M* g! P S0 S; P8 {
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out9 H4 p' G9 X/ m$ b1 u+ C F
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started' `& x4 ]1 {& n2 w% ^/ e2 B! q
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
+ ?' N2 v' o: d8 @0 U> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,/ i: i9 c: e. F+ v. t7 r( D" }
> wide-eyed and startled.! @ r- z* s- |; X8 B. R
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay: C( M! U* A) {/ g- C6 x
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
% c1 }6 ?! F/ y7 O0 y$ P> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
6 e7 r5 V% \1 g> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
, N. P; @ C6 e1 C$ i7 T7 H> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
7 O. Y1 S; C$ H! C> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,2 q) l) p6 g; f% w6 \: ?, r# [5 R
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
: l6 M! y$ }- Q$ C> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
g9 c& t! g7 M4 I2 h> circled the bases toward home.7 d; y9 g0 C6 O3 c' x" |
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0 G# Z" l' ]* Z4 y; a/ l> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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5 o- G+ U5 F Z> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by' K! n! Y5 X c% j
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!6 q" I6 @8 g, ^2 |
> Shay, run to third!') H0 ]3 B* q! F% [
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
7 s3 J8 j6 W' Y( `( n> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped6 v) Y' C$ P0 H- B' O0 h7 G
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the0 C0 n. L# N' y+ T6 o6 w% M
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,, W5 Z$ W4 v. D
> '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
) M1 a) a- ~2 l- I> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and9 @5 Z1 T+ ?1 W, I0 `
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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' g: M' F& i3 w& j3 ]/ F> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
9 ] k X; V9 Y) w, E1 U! _> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending( \; G3 k" t% P% d+ v
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often) U" S; ?5 x& R. n; Q- L' R
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
$ F* S# D. a& w b' {% H> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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V% \+ U2 d3 w- z- C5 y, w& u5 ]1 s7 k> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're) o; n& Z+ o! b6 M: y
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
; k. ~" b# T8 J2 a h1 g> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
2 R. W5 n% V- h$ M4 q! r( i> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
* h4 a! ?) Y) @, v' S> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural/ T( x8 `: ?7 C/ | L
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
4 j" [" A# M5 z' f ]# R) P> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
& ~0 T0 {- E& z, S3 A! q: ]; b> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little) G8 w- p, x8 s( f% R U
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
0 D& O, }" Q2 Y# d5 ~> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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( ]- v; v1 d! R+ v/ S- ]9 N> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward' s; f$ B3 c" y8 r9 `
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' [! F: h+ O( M( Y# D8 r> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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