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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
7 k. H% ~8 n: ?# z* i$ m& M> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the$ o% m0 D1 [! ~% k% T i
> same choice?2 S* x. T; B9 M$ V
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,/ C& J0 h% Z9 X/ y1 Z- L# S. G
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
v: s% K: e- E> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
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7 C( G8 ^2 I3 i> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is, b3 E, [" a' {' v% B, V
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other( T/ N- e% ]0 y$ S
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
7 U; r: X* n2 ]. g7 z> natural order of things in my son?'9 G. b2 O* G! M9 M$ |( L
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3 o7 ?) W/ L5 X- g! d> The audience was stilled by the query.
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$ e& n1 d! u: N& J> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically0 I0 b- c9 o8 x4 ]& k+ O
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize% ?8 Y; \$ n/ b- v( w+ s5 Y
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
5 `* d# T0 _6 z/ C0 V. Z> treat that child.'
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( g& X, J" L- a! _8 K5 v> Then he told the following story:7 v# Y. E! S5 U
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
K6 b, g, q% |3 A1 p: |> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's, Y( B n% s: r) r9 K' y6 }/ C: `
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
, ]+ {0 j- t5 r3 E, o3 J! Z> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,0 m* g/ f0 I* A; h
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be4 h4 \% v" ] Z0 k: t! y; n
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.( j( z( @) O2 a! T8 _
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( c2 Z o: [& U> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not% _5 r( I6 `2 d( c/ }
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and& O) Z& H1 W1 @2 {4 \$ z
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
/ \4 o- v; s+ z0 [> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth" g- n& s) k1 |" Z9 S# T
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
) d; h: P2 b# p2 R> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in; p& h4 h9 w! }. E3 M
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the# |* b9 b) {) R* y k$ n! g
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still$ z( x# M t( ~: M
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
/ s- V) i; b+ D! j> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was* b8 f0 k2 Q# |
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from% Y8 _7 Y5 ^4 F0 ]
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
- u) K1 V& a1 T2 s> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
7 n6 ?, r- U c> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be# ? c( r* j& D' F4 s2 k0 k
> next at bat.
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- ]4 B1 l/ j- L( ?0 q' J> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the8 i. s' X/ }, [' E
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all2 Q! B5 {+ t5 C7 P3 w& y' O
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,0 r0 ]8 c2 |8 V6 W
> much less connect with the ball.
0 J* `; ?5 C6 }5 e> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
' @, L# p! ~4 s4 |" E$ ~/ }4 _> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved2 v' D% d; e8 T, O( x
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make1 H. G8 H; I# F n( d3 T1 X
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
( Y" }4 H2 s6 _. E# C> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
0 D% U6 }0 v! O& D7 @( o/ q% ]" _> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
4 ^! _8 p; k- I9 `, t> right back to the pitcher.2 V; n4 B( F8 i# h, S% Q
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% i% f8 ~; O$ H/ i1 i> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
' O1 U2 t3 S' ?: x9 q% P; o0 I> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been _# A3 _5 n* ~
> out and that would have been the end of the game./ Q$ N C# s+ V7 Y
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out7 a2 N9 i6 O6 X Q
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
2 V, z% X, s) u> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
* r, g6 M- L: C# d/ S> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,% l5 L) ~- s5 E# c
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay. i. c, T5 e% R+ Q# |6 _
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the! i0 x5 `4 l; R7 E* A2 s
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had6 ?9 p% E& e, ]4 P9 [
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to, f$ X: }- D! K: |/ m
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the; |' s' |9 ` Q V- v3 [
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,% F3 P9 P% W0 Q- u/ y$ j3 O8 T" ^6 y
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
" k/ c& l6 Z# t2 u> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
) R: t8 E$ J# F> circled the bases toward home.7 g* M. }. W1 x6 N+ Q1 |
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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9 M' {5 C7 N. y6 ~+ w> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
8 g" A. a- U# u/ X/ f. o> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
( t- G3 o& t! S+ R' q> Shay, run to third!'
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' w; B* ?# Y9 @# w+ d0 a2 @; _> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
! s' H) Q- L% p$ @> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped: F# K3 Q( T( i% F/ T
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the( Z! A9 ~( }6 u5 Q* f# k/ b2 A0 x5 M
> game for his team." q H7 U' y5 [% y% X- V4 S8 q5 u
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,: d7 K- u1 H4 p' |' G
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity a, l( S8 n; |' u$ l$ v) _
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never3 g: a6 Y2 Q! w. b( n
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and4 G) }$ Z2 K! |! ], _
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!/ S4 X n) @3 E$ @$ _& C
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5 N2 ]! x( W$ J> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
( L k" _) a, F' H3 i4 I; F: ^> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
# h/ z/ F0 V& X+ V- S$ B> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often0 X0 Y7 n( i& d
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
3 e; a- Z( x( G- C* [> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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% f0 o7 {) r* A i> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're4 E+ E& @9 h$ U1 w9 I: x
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
) G5 E2 b5 i3 g* r5 _: N> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
% G3 o n+ u% |9 R0 J ~> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have& ~2 y" c$ a! [/ _0 K# J
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural* u$ }% V* s; i V" _$ H5 l
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people: F7 N7 G1 {9 i6 M
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and9 {3 r; S7 u f/ b
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
9 g, y+ }; D `9 k+ V6 |; H> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by4 z' G: m6 e5 M, W* K/ y
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them., k: w. W! |0 o) U# f6 [; @$ C
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> You now have two choices:4 \6 _1 W5 Q+ F# c5 A e
> 1. Delete8 j3 q ] d0 b2 H. b
> 2. Forward- F ?: J# q& W/ A; w* V5 D b
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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