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Two Choices
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( t3 Z6 F* f6 R4 ^5 c> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line," _7 E& Y8 G; F0 t& b, O" w% D' w
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
2 m4 O9 k5 V! R> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
. U2 Y. b; E& Y, l; Z: m' Z! p1 V> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
9 d5 ~9 ^0 D% c+ H1 }6 S> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated1 k( g+ ?' b. F+ M
> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
# b5 [1 q. W! N> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
- ?/ U: c" ]- r4 v5 B! V( m: I> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the v1 T& I4 H* b6 |. M3 u9 G
> natural order of things in my son?'
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' x& H2 h; X) s& X$ A> The audience was stilled by the query.$ d- h: x; C8 O- _5 }" @! u/ Z" J
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
6 F6 m, x( _3 I6 }1 d& U3 F/ m> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize6 C* A, I: |5 K4 _3 Q+ [; V" p0 R
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people" g0 h$ x6 W! B. I
> treat that child.'
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" C; U# ~( {: m T, j/ d> 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. F( ]% H- g/ B. \" ]0 r
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
8 f) h+ F) G5 K5 r> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their' O v3 a$ I' _1 B% z
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
& ^) m D# ~/ g> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be8 _- x) V% u2 q6 y* r. V5 F$ m5 h
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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3 W& w0 L+ u8 Y9 g> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
& r+ {$ d9 q! z9 c; a> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and$ {/ Y; D3 y6 X2 \
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
" M v: N" k. j, v. w" h2 m; R> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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" Z% B# q1 J/ d+ u* R) Z> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a% c3 K+ }8 I! h0 e1 f# B% `' T
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in- @+ t! e" ^' U6 V) ~8 `
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the/ t0 J% M4 S/ S% h( m' f
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
b9 q- E" v9 A# S> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
# l; h0 Z- H- ]! w2 V7 ~$ m1 g {> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was; G9 _) Y' G A
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
6 M- @ ^( \6 L2 }% F> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the1 [) ~9 m2 l( C1 X/ {
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
9 A* t6 n! s% n& J> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
/ a) z, B" E9 N s> next at bat.7 z3 d/ r2 W3 s7 e2 e( V2 ? g8 @
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' ]/ a2 H1 @( `- O7 }' |> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
+ l+ S& F( X" l2 H* x( q! J4 h> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all" E1 H9 p; M1 a+ T) J
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
) L% Z7 y, A2 S, P2 j1 p7 c3 s, b7 o> much less connect with the ball.
% b6 J. \' ^9 U. n7 ^* I7 ^+ T> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the3 o$ a/ A c- T8 S0 z
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved8 C: X' P; N v# c2 b! `
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make- l: j# d% a8 R, T
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
/ V- _& a" r1 A> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
" \" F- G' m" u! O5 K$ I" \9 y> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball M+ T9 o4 M% C2 @5 m: f! e* E' U
> right back to the pitcher.: z. c; j# s4 \; p0 V3 S$ u8 y$ \
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and8 c' o ?4 d& @. D' t( Y
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
. _, U+ b9 I8 u- |' }> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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3 |6 m+ } ~; }) E2 ^ Z& q: z> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
+ C# c+ d3 s1 k! X2 N> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
' S) R: |; s: T# ~> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
0 b+ v7 D7 d2 v. {- @' p- f( F6 |& P> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
# \+ o$ _8 o5 p' G2 B1 D8 p) y' m> wide-eyed and startled.
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0 }( T) M. B- |5 [) n> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
" o- e, K6 c |6 W) {) s3 o> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
, o- u6 q+ n! L1 p4 v> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had0 T- @# [( }% }& h, S
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to* s3 u5 s* Z7 s
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the, X! V9 E$ ^) D' H8 g' M
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,0 J5 S; G! Q5 l a) u2 a
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's7 T o" f0 a# H' z7 r
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him% t. V& P) z9 v* }2 S
> circled the bases toward home.( q3 @7 v6 f$ w$ q/ M8 c( |% s
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0 a( M2 B, ~( ]' p5 P# t> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'2 Y' h' ? b/ i. {# ?' B Z
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$ n* @/ i8 \, ?) y! ]; x$ O> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by! X! j& v7 K3 c% Y% D8 K6 J) y
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
5 l, A Z9 v. j1 u$ h% ~- X' R> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on6 `1 x8 K6 ]* I" h0 _; @
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
- d3 _- C c5 ]$ y8 d# A# x> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the1 p0 D) [: P, _ i5 S- B* j
> game for his team.& x6 K. ^4 d9 v# Q* b9 {* G# U" G# F1 X
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,) B7 P& x+ z2 w9 d9 V
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity3 h# n7 l9 p5 M3 Y; D+ o/ l
> into this world'.
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
# ~! c& b. ]! [6 L> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
! N2 V0 y3 a" H# z: S8 [- b" m. p> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes1 j9 i6 B0 a" z9 Q
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending7 |; ]+ U- m7 y6 Z
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often0 \: f( [, I# i2 r/ ?- `- ?% K9 F) m
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
1 P% d# T, i, {+ ^4 S> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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8 G9 [% d) N! r& X( t) }; f7 P> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're$ y! P! ^1 D @: X8 O5 ]; R4 ^
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the; |- S0 |9 Y/ p2 q- p- r4 z
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who% r: q$ g) N- ?% b: Z
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
7 _; M$ g. M; ^) z' o' S t, @ d> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural0 g5 V; V0 G& v% u; `
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
. [3 Z/ x2 e7 |3 M8 y> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
$ l% J& I+ C# ^ F" Y0 S+ @> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
' B" L! |1 {( X> bit colder in the process?/ { f6 h* @ m% H. r' A! T
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
, W5 V& Q( Q2 _2 h9 a P2 C) G> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward, u3 V( A" E- V) l6 C8 v0 R
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, q! e+ o; S; `* f( P> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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