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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
% b4 z6 d! h5 \! X0 p- [> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the6 {' e* }" a1 \
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
\2 B) F7 Q' R> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
' G5 o! r- q( k& v2 i$ `> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
7 g4 e e5 T* [& ^> staff, he offered a question:& x1 |, E8 c2 z Z0 q
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is9 Z) S2 R( L3 V" ]
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other. N4 ]5 W {! i' M K% ~2 b2 d
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the. Q, n+ V2 l8 L, T
> natural order of things in my son?'* U/ E5 o3 m: L5 d
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( T8 ~# g1 c! J8 n* n> The audience was stilled by the query.& l: B" k, i4 o3 S
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
3 Q3 z- q3 R6 f4 p0 A7 }> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
' k' m F6 d3 C" G' Z0 ~0 `> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
) D9 P* S9 ^: X: v8 `3 ~: G+ S% \> treat that child.'9 B/ j% t' p- L! @% I; ^
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0 d6 I7 y4 `4 t7 n2 S> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
: s0 [1 e2 P# Z- | H, U2 R> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
( {7 o% m2 E0 [5 X% b: p> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their q: g8 A+ m3 R( d
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
% ?5 q4 f/ O* s5 m F> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be- t( r9 ^! V" P% k+ r
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.( D* ]4 W4 _9 g9 i( [, ~2 @. _( t
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
3 |: _) ~) N# M+ Q8 ]> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
. ^1 N$ [6 T. e2 ^ C; I, \; ~9 f> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
1 f# ?) M" h/ i# [> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth+ J! u, j# H$ h% f
> inning.'
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/ Y8 x/ J; x: p8 A1 R. q- i/ S, b6 J> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
( W9 n& H1 X8 q( ]1 m3 N( R> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
. M. u' J& y6 @8 y> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the0 h" W2 J* [ b; V- d
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
+ f* m9 N$ Q8 T6 B. \, d$ ^1 ?> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
) s; V) A1 l, J0 B e> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was& n3 T; ^' D P
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
d) W$ |! G6 n* H2 D$ y> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the' P. x7 ~2 t& C) ]0 k' r6 n
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases E* M( w: W( e2 d
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be1 r% G# g2 C, q8 j; l
> next at bat.
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+ q( h+ [( X: c0 ^7 s# V6 @> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
4 x/ B# C9 ^- X& y. J' x2 x> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all4 x" p8 H ^: d0 e4 t! s/ w+ {9 h
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
; O2 ^% U. m- ~) G; C> much less connect with the ball.6 y+ o, N6 Y$ h( V5 Q- M
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
! m3 o* e! A& w> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved) X' o7 u1 l% @- T: Z
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
8 O K8 v8 t- P( Y) T E2 l> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
9 j- a: h- }' x8 n0 f G> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.. m, _( [3 u3 P* B
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
% E& `) \8 c; b) t8 z" p. j+ [$ \> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
& s/ ]7 W$ G9 X4 @; y> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
! k+ \, C8 {( B; R" D( \> out and that would have been the end of the game.; ^! A4 a0 }; v# [
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1 K5 \1 Z: i4 B' b5 P> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
5 W5 }8 [( u* u5 h! B# m0 [5 [> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started1 r- W/ V4 R; G8 V3 u$ `
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
; N3 u4 L7 v- ~> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
: _/ n. h, J- h5 |> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay5 o: v0 Z% F+ o; U! U0 }
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the- [) J' K( y* R: @. h5 N* o
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had3 C. e7 Q% {: X/ ]3 |) v7 Q
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
# c# o: z; V. {3 G> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
2 s# d+ w/ I! l" d% e* x> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,5 u, x8 ] I ]1 m3 x/ g$ B
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
$ ?1 E% `( H r" v; z, X" I> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
3 |% W8 x; m# n% @; a9 C> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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- }; d& X8 F$ E& O> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
. `) L3 g2 h. k# _; ~% k> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
# X) ?% E. @3 x- V& T+ y> Shay, run to third!'
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% {$ O# ~% U, D( e$ Y> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on l) P6 B) b% `0 B5 Q: |
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
: O3 _" w& }- C5 w N; l1 Z+ @. z> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the9 D3 K: G% T" n7 c- {/ s
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
& p9 C# S8 W2 R! g8 q9 K" H8 w> '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
x, s- Y/ }! F4 I> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
5 A% T$ \$ p- t" r+ W% w> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!/ C4 |9 y; W+ L: w- y+ c
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Q4 J9 t7 b* g> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes, A3 j; [8 I \
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending1 H. N: ^3 p7 ]: o: Z& h
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
- I9 ~: ~9 ~* t# \# d> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency9 {: O" C9 i% n/ ~: b7 \ A
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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( \; ~; S) k" R> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're Q& S6 Z% d- I2 j
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
$ N) m. n' e( k H- n* |! P5 d> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
. S+ u& c$ k$ c) ?> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
$ \. m5 {/ r. r/ ^& n6 \$ K8 @. \> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural; @6 U5 H* j" t) n& G' e* z" ?
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
7 g* V- t$ z2 s) d3 v: r( x; M> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and, D3 } j. V+ \0 Y3 @0 r
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by1 b; w2 |$ R# g& Z" [
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.2 L4 S* S. r9 ^/ I; R m- y
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/ \: r; J( M* s1 L+ W8 o h> You now have two choices:
% G, Z$ E+ M. ]' `0 Q2 L* `* M> 1. Delete: x* N J0 ~; v3 M/ A, C3 c
> 2. Forward3 Q7 N) W' W8 {$ c5 Y5 D% I
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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