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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,0 Q7 o( b6 I. Q2 G* T
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the; O% r* |( e; e# ~+ m+ ?
> same choice?* L- o+ ^" Z' l8 q% e3 Z
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0 S1 O6 l) P' s M0 D> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,! c( v6 S' x- n9 v, w& ?, \2 ]
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
* w2 B1 Z. r3 U' O6 I0 B. X> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated$ S) U! B% `5 V$ s
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
5 T ~6 N4 s6 p) l! @> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other% B5 r) }1 L- G
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
; P" [' c4 r; n4 H/ I; K' s> natural order of things in my son?'
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* k: S9 Y& \; |6 Z6 c> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically( K: M9 T5 z; W
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
! _) L# a* A9 n1 g! e9 q& `0 v# `> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people5 T' y8 F# r3 ]9 w8 b0 j% t
> treat that child.'
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& E; \$ F. Y. @9 q7 g$ [, O> Then he told the following story:- O H/ q: L" e {/ G0 n3 B: w
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
$ ?9 x5 @% P- o- P1 R> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
1 v5 R5 F; V$ y7 P7 Q> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their7 p9 K; Q# A. I. v C
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
5 k/ P" r+ h% L6 [> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
8 j+ w _+ h- O4 b> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps., a E C+ W' G1 a
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& k8 g! M' X# K> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not6 e% b. C2 k$ T. u) w
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and \7 X7 ]$ }0 }
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I; a# l- c: c) r3 }$ ?
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth; i; Z* I* V! c% d) }/ B- d
> inning.'
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2 t6 I- O [4 X7 k; P T> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
2 B5 @/ u; s+ c H> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
8 M, u+ h, N# m, O> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
0 G0 b1 e; S, ~# V) H; r> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still0 Z3 l5 q$ q. t% a
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and* i: P7 g9 |! D J
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
) ?. q1 Y" o% `1 E# O5 U> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from; J& ]! k7 Q6 p+ C: V/ U
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the0 W/ E9 @ O1 _; T3 H0 i
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
9 b- R+ y3 h: L' H7 p) k> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
$ t) T$ ~) X/ S9 x> next at bat.
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C1 R( h$ E% D1 A/ y2 g> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
; L0 L; f* e w& Q! n& y2 G> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all' e2 R# J7 {! w( b
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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2 \1 O3 _" w, W) }7 L> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
. I# S7 K8 ~# U# S8 v5 S. Q9 i> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved3 i* H1 S1 @6 M# e% x
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
% y- m) E! Y9 U3 c1 X1 }) m. {> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The$ C2 N+ M$ x3 V j; a
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.2 o5 g( e7 M3 c
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
, a; H4 M3 R5 }2 m! A> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and( g5 J+ q, h; H
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
I7 m; S- N3 f3 m> out and that would have been the end of the game.9 S/ c) z$ T# a- n! L
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- p: _1 _5 a" r/ {. x> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
. m; E' L/ n" }7 ^5 I, V> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
; h0 K; X6 F3 f% H; @> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever- ]% L7 t9 h. ~: d1 k6 y
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
# ?3 g0 i3 o$ ^8 x> wide-eyed and startled.
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4 J3 u. a. `( a+ j ?% g+ M6 I$ D> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
% l) H' v. h- m* B> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the1 D5 }7 ^7 }+ f: T2 W) m/ I
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had+ V/ U8 N) G; W3 b" W# r
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
5 b6 V9 Z/ S* N, S; o5 P* o+ c' q( [> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
P, h4 M- P4 E0 a( ?# X) `> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
. o" j: k" P- v P, l> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's( x/ i$ K* m( t; v' A
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him( A) z, O5 c. E8 |! H
> circled the bases toward home.! z0 W. t" a) V1 e5 B! b
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) _" k8 s; i2 A9 v8 r> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay') B+ c! [1 }) @9 f
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$ }% q# Z) v0 ?/ Z# l( ]" _> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by5 e* v9 _, g4 K/ e/ A& W+ V Z; p
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!5 H& q- M( I- b7 H. |. o9 f4 C
> Shay, run to third!'
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1 o, j r9 H( Q t, U4 B& b> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
" I1 I. A7 T$ s* S9 ?! d> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped/ b4 u% [6 E% w1 j. \, t% J8 r
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the# W( `& _* f. y! h6 g' ~1 c
> game for his team.
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& s9 Q* z* ~- u( C> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
/ ?, Q4 L% o# M> '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" A6 N; B7 |/ j
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
0 k G6 k3 W) K( ^4 ?. s4 e> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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% a2 U3 i1 K3 [: w. Q> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
0 Q+ n( M0 D9 y2 d> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending9 {7 `! @8 w6 }/ m
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often4 V) r7 ^; t6 m D
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency$ w5 n9 _0 Y% ^; G3 M4 c
> 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
7 }: ^( r. c1 s* Z; X> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
^; A5 G/ q0 _, d( U> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
n7 ~5 q6 \- l! }> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
4 g% ]* d b& P: W+ G> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
1 j' v4 q1 f1 _> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people0 ]* b; l# |% ^2 i' `8 h6 ]
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and( x( l( G. D9 @! L4 Y. z, E% ^
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little, i* s4 E- F! p& |+ y
> bit colder in the process?
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, `* B* N# l0 O. [+ x8 l7 Y> A wise man once said every society is judged by6 l, B; }3 S$ p( J7 \& Q
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.) o# j3 `! ?6 K/ M
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: a* n j- M! I9 P0 h> You now have two choices:
+ g& u* O$ V0 c/ [> 1. Delete: q3 @3 s, a. {
> 2. Forward- ^% j7 q7 U) L2 l
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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