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& y, q! Y# W8 V" P7 o' P0 G, O9 Q> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,( `4 `; E8 m1 Z3 d5 j! ^
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
/ M4 K. @4 b2 k# ~> same choice?- A7 e+ W* s* s/ q
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated* f& D% G% J* y; J: r
> staff, he offered a question:: }2 T4 E9 {9 T w4 z3 k: Q+ g
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is( \& a% w% R. M* M
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
# _! ]! O8 G4 |; r4 D: q# M1 P/ _3 i> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
3 I" l$ C3 _. Q" ^0 z1 S- t/ s, r2 O0 ~( b> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.! v7 Z5 v0 k8 t8 e& C
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1 F4 n3 j7 ~' H7 W+ L* l% H> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
* ~& A/ l# V8 E( e9 o& F8 `( R> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize4 z( n$ D E0 c; t5 y
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people8 B" v2 M7 E2 e. C H' l# ]! s
> treat that child.') b% @* Z. g0 \% X. M8 X9 W
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9 t" a" H6 P) E& g" Z> Then he told the following story:
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. v6 C8 o. E2 k9 P> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
9 f9 `0 _4 j! u; [; Z h) P6 L> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
. n' v" X, Y1 M" t> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
- Y B B" ~0 ^9 S7 P> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
* [; X) I- t5 p$ f> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be( h& o3 {( ^4 o5 h* J
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.3 z; G+ h c1 b0 Y# [
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; z+ Z2 Q% ~/ |6 _6 T> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not0 a) N" `9 ~4 g/ A% L; T8 {
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
! I5 {; b& b2 V% g! P> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I# }* s* f; _1 @: G( v0 p% ~
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a) [4 z4 ?2 b \; c. ~" V
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in" j3 |0 u4 f: [# S( E6 f$ ~8 S
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the5 U+ l! J# o; @4 m9 ^
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
( u& a5 Y" a# U+ j> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and- F/ `* `! d0 x0 x! E! h9 w
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
5 G* {: s2 x; e) V> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
' h& f" {2 I8 J4 W> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
. T1 {8 y9 z/ n3 R8 K> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases% f, g2 h C, O! E# t+ c- m1 R
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be- Y y/ }. b( h) O
> next at bat.
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! q4 p; H* q* N( [: ~+ U> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
( F# D& Y4 J( z9 Z! ?: j> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
* `, o0 n7 v7 d> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
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> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the {* D3 N4 H1 O: \- N- x) ]# P4 Y
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved1 x: G# U' l7 P0 E) f. @) ?8 l
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
- M5 j7 ^' j2 `* {> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
5 D9 X" ` w+ s9 A' \$ |# h> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
, i3 p# v; ?1 M- X> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
) M$ p$ P7 K1 J& F5 w> right back to the pitcher.: |) Y. L4 y) |
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6 [. S$ O# K# F* T9 B8 N: g& A. a> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and+ `3 C( n1 L6 U5 S& {
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been$ ?# v4 @; v) N- t+ l0 I. I
> out and that would have been the end of the game.7 z% N" m W: v9 n" C& ?
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, Z; M. |' T& r0 A/ d, @7 O/ {2 X; d> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out: T# |7 t" n7 c
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started7 B$ _: X8 w9 @4 \4 U7 y, @
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
4 T9 H d1 I+ d$ ~+ a$ F8 e' X9 H> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,- g# D _" z0 `5 B9 ?% e& c9 g
> wide-eyed and startled.* y3 ? Z7 m4 X# G# P
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
{" T1 a% C9 ]* x! k9 |> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the' N# o; M! G: a' w6 T
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
: G4 ~; V7 @1 z/ q0 e> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
' K! O5 q t7 |; X> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
+ c. D' w8 Y: L" `9 I> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
& b" R N% Q2 R: h2 n+ W; m8 t/ r> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
9 c# z9 r% }" g7 e6 _> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him1 P' U j% c; ]
> circled the bases toward home.* u1 X& p% k% O$ l# r( w
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'4 v: E1 Q& w% N1 N M1 Y
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8 L- x' [ ^$ N) i3 J> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by _" B0 P- @2 K# {
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!. M. a I5 X- e
> Shay, run to third!'/ J n5 y ]# D' `1 p, g
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on [- @ N! o9 ?; ?) W
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
6 D( f, T# x" c9 W" f> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the& U, {! d& f# W
> game for his team.
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. d+ U# b$ }4 v; V }9 ~> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,) A, c# k* A9 _# D$ a9 r3 Z
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity/ D' M$ a, E5 @: N# M, G) D
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never( O4 U3 `2 `% d; r2 r/ u
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
& K4 j: R4 P" l1 Z% B> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!) v' s0 |/ F! C$ x
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
, M; V. z W+ |9 g, i$ w) L% o> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
0 L, n' P7 Y9 t2 S# M7 c7 r, G> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often x2 G$ A. V: A4 P
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency0 E1 B) b$ n, X M
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.# e) Q7 o+ d+ L/ t# P
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're: |2 l6 t3 U" K& l; m7 E! v) W3 M
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
3 s1 X( y* f/ K# S: _) k) Q> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who( r$ z0 F# O: a/ E) c2 j- l- }. p
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
# Z9 W+ Z- |% Z$ x1 `5 C> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
& R& y+ ^4 c+ B6 S& I' i, u, c) ^> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people7 u' ]5 b) Q0 S
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
6 B3 g3 L7 R3 W, b& Q> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
# \3 F2 L3 Z6 H9 f* i' f> bit colder in the process?! C) \8 P. b7 Q& D) L1 ~7 z
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+ W- x8 X9 R% \: z1 d. r7 A> A wise man once said every society is judged by
- {0 D! P4 ^+ v) k9 a' c> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.6 p/ ] C8 |9 M
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$ E. v# y* S F; L/ r5 ^3 e! G> You now have two choices:6 |3 Y9 p5 l/ y0 y. @0 X0 n
> 1. Delete
8 O& R" Y- s' h1 E3 r& d> 2. Forward
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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