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! \4 Q. X, P/ k0 V6 [- h: d. M> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
/ y# N8 ~6 S8 n> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
9 f& _7 p5 a8 H> same choice?& S% Q$ `' P5 ^2 |* N/ ^
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
- |. g6 v/ F5 b4 T> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be4 B3 h* x* s4 C7 S ]$ }
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
1 a3 f* @6 `( E% [> staff, he offered a question:& ]$ a2 B# y9 ] Y
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is/ B; F* F) V$ t8 o
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other! D) o* k* b; l/ ]$ ^+ n& O- q
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
0 K S+ A/ i5 s, h: Q) V% n> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.3 v+ B) E; `0 ]# q
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" ?/ d8 M m* ?1 z ^/ w$ z> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically) q' l4 Z* Q- F( x4 \
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
8 T+ I- L, B, ]7 C5 m* M> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people" \* V8 N$ Y, E
> treat that child.'" t9 I$ y4 p: w: c+ u& ]
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> Then he told the following story:3 Z( L& d- f! J
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were2 c/ B3 s3 n/ \1 Z2 I' a
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's6 q: x' b2 ^9 s
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
1 i1 [# u( L8 ~& t5 `2 c8 r7 k> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
& x* q- [6 c! A, |! w" ~* ~( w; O> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
3 K" J& X' P. r1 j> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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0 m7 D$ r/ k4 S' Z7 V> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
0 ? K. R: a7 c> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
% A6 m9 i/ e) Z% _2 }6 H2 d> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
3 `* ]+ U4 D7 y. y! ]: r- G( s> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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% D0 c! c7 q, |2 n$ s7 T> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a9 U% Z b J3 @. D
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
4 f' N; d9 O5 W2 D# M> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
5 v0 C8 s$ Q3 o5 M# r2 B> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
9 n9 g3 p' k8 H& Y9 V( X" u3 D, N> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
+ }& S* N. R) L% j7 ~. N! t* o> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
9 \: R+ t4 j5 S( \' p U> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from6 R0 }; C- w0 X! l7 T7 |# B
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
, h, y" X4 N1 x5 R> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases' u* p+ z1 {/ K! C
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be5 Z( s0 [ F# T) H; @0 l
> next at bat.) W( y" e- m+ u# K1 v$ `* D4 |+ ]% D+ ]
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the- v5 y; i7 F/ u& G4 \+ C4 ]
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
8 O* v L/ d$ L( [8 O> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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; L6 I' r) V( R v l9 `. `8 ]> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the- m V- `% P5 H# ~- Z
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
( B' b' D% Z$ f> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make0 O! z0 c2 a! M h; y0 o
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
& \6 L0 N) M& K2 T> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. r2 H% E; T6 o% m+ p: S3 o
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball8 z0 P5 Y: k% j+ D% h: ^
> right back to the pitcher.8 R* R- y9 n/ S8 V, p$ D
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
& Y2 r4 o8 L& n. L> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
3 ?) @' E* i9 D8 y$ ^+ V> out and that would have been the end of the game.' ]$ q/ a: o% B* S5 ]+ j7 d
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
3 e0 \4 H5 ^ h> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started8 G- E P* R$ r* j5 v2 n* i
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
, x7 J0 W5 { ]" _7 T8 n4 z> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
- r. t8 B) D* Y: n ^$ o6 O> wide-eyed and startled.
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! q4 X8 L L: k7 O! T> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
# q7 B8 t* ?( t* [2 @6 C: l> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
, O) A1 ^2 ~0 m) d" u% q8 {> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had2 u- j# X( A% p6 l, i$ w
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
7 ~* M) P" \: c5 D. Z> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
9 c4 V# c) h* P& v, G- y" g! u> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
" M& L9 Y4 j# ?* r/ N> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's( i, w+ N* M& k' j7 c/ ]/ q
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
5 ?: h2 I4 V* c> circled the bases toward home.* d, P5 x, l/ p
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay') g/ S$ G U+ o ^9 `% T6 ]
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- ~* k+ T( p% T) j' | A. L> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
$ i. ^: q! F8 e) f# ~+ v$ t6 r/ [+ v8 {> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!. {* {, Q- }: x
> Shay, run to third!'
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' x% X' s6 r! L+ N> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on( h# N: J6 Z' r; [
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
' [7 p0 `7 k1 c! |+ D2 a> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
% n. I$ X6 q3 k# |> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
- |# c# w: G/ E! M> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity) u6 ]# x, x! k( ]) G3 G- c% c1 {
> into this world'./ \" ?' t) A5 f+ X6 _9 D3 a* E8 ^: |
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never' J1 y0 P% }+ S6 l: a" E* h9 {
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
7 j; J- j: f$ [ l) M2 r5 h9 k> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!9 d0 m: \7 e: |0 {
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
+ J% p) C, N* t8 b W* F> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
( x9 R' z* a" U$ m! m> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
" \& |* u. E" T; @$ n" \! }> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
, p/ Q1 C' B& j0 m> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.3 N1 f2 T& j/ I# X; }
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4 U7 G7 _5 v, j8 [7 i5 f8 R( T> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're& I* z) z. b! g- B& P9 @2 V/ C
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the1 Q i7 N, [) j1 |8 g+ y2 ]2 ~
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
! ?' ^* T8 b* Z E. W4 a> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have% _$ r& z d7 x% I# s' S
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural* n8 | o( ^/ Y4 F) c8 c0 ^
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people) Q/ H" T; ?& R' N
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and1 S4 ?; w3 O1 `$ s
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little4 G2 { F* y1 S( h
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
9 v& q' k2 V: D; w# F( F g> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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: D" w" c( I' K, w5 f> You now have two choices:$ J9 S" d( ~0 i: z! A/ F- a
> 1. Delete) |" A' ]3 u2 r0 {8 F
> 2. Forward/ H5 ?8 C' B6 @/ X% M- K, D
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1 C2 I0 Z z( m- k2 n! T! N% E> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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