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Two Choices
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3 j5 }4 ]7 D- K3 k/ [' e( [/ Z> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
4 M c- \, ~4 Y# a: P> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
+ U8 f( q; u' ^1 w> same choice?, Q- v0 r) J5 P$ O6 e% J2 J
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! l) }: C/ E& D6 m6 C E8 \7 ~> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
2 e" n1 u+ f0 ]5 v> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
3 |/ @+ }( `0 B$ H; c1 J" i> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated2 z7 Y. V# X7 K$ a! w0 {3 H
> staff, he offered a question:( ]5 J) M) m4 Z7 @9 a
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
; K+ o) n+ C# i: @9 F( M> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
7 H7 [. _2 L2 c+ {. V, W( v) k% {1 i> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the; c3 }0 ]5 {8 e. L' U, o
> natural order of things in my son?'3 {0 a8 n$ |- `1 C8 i
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> The audience was stilled by the query.
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( @+ j) [+ [3 t. ^/ ]4 T% o& s! c> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
, {* a H9 K) b7 N3 B> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
5 ]- i: v; a1 Q. i; R! D> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
. S9 l. v$ w2 [8 O( H! B1 ]> treat that child.'
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' a t2 s) G1 G3 `' d/ `! Q> Then he told the following story:
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# V* {2 `( l0 I5 U' W" }4 U> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
9 N% U( x7 Q3 n X) K8 r> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
+ w- j& K! I' @& M3 p6 @$ \. M> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
$ r( b8 m1 w( l7 t> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
) Z* v8 |( B: n R% t. b& f# i$ v> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
5 H) s4 v) c* V7 N; ]> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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& h2 H1 V1 [# ~8 Q4 e8 ~* l- l> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
% t$ y1 W$ ^: d1 W% s9 }, g> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
7 Z5 V1 {: P0 x% {0 i( A, H. ^> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
O" N" r, A, o6 o& S0 R- {> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
1 G- T) G" q5 f2 H/ H. {7 I T- }> inning.'
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6 [4 {6 {$ h+ F, A" D( x" {, K> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
, [, G( U4 X' L$ |> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
# B9 e2 P3 i% `( C* p> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
2 f! l2 f5 c% s5 @ d> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still! N, a' Z0 [9 o* T& U% y( |# ]& K
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and$ D2 Q) H5 P5 w
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was; [7 f6 s+ `, N) A6 f6 a9 D
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
9 [: {# A" Y' o# g* |; v5 C3 p> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
" Z( {, e; i! |: u> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases' _7 F5 o5 [8 r1 D
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be7 a0 K8 n2 y+ m
> next at bat.
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
1 E2 f- |: [ `3 k> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all, F1 w* s1 I& V! Z2 [# {9 M3 f' z
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
! V: T! P" L. r+ u0 E. [> much less connect with the ball.
! J5 ^. p4 A# X; }, K> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the% G4 s% D' Z* O! \) @0 N
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved6 }2 _# Y/ X' `/ A& M f
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
' ]. U* ~9 _# z) k9 E6 y> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The- d; c( S) z- R# M5 K6 Z
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.$ m; m0 h5 O" z5 u
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball+ K% j- U% u% U. d. _
> right back to the pitcher.% j( p) e* ^: G
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/ ~( ~1 r: i- E) L* E> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and: w1 l8 b& c* z/ Z7 F/ e
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been0 s% W5 S# [+ ^' g$ b5 @+ `
> out and that would have been the end of the game.9 e9 h& e- K4 v; O' N
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
- z9 [% W4 G1 L: T" R* F& ^> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started9 Q; i; ^ U) s- A
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
# {5 x- h" @# L g3 [3 @* q7 h> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
K- h1 Q: B8 W4 q7 n" c1 a> wide-eyed and startled.
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; d/ S. i8 M; F/ U> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay- O* \5 r, l+ Q* J/ ?/ l
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
; T w# V6 \% {0 P, F> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
/ `# o4 u. ?. C2 D' D> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
# h: a! }- h. D% X1 F; ]> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the! c0 r2 Z+ o- U P7 t: m2 u" U
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,9 x6 g) N9 s# U
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
% |: k9 ~, w' t8 ?( c+ D5 O4 z+ T> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
8 M2 o4 l! g5 t* {1 @4 j) _> circled the bases toward home.
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8 o; L8 {) P c) E! y8 n> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
! d( m. A% h$ Z> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!# b! q( F0 n' k8 M
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
/ S* D" H, D0 H3 _# W9 s8 O> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
. {& [* E2 S; N4 C9 r4 z( Z2 O$ G> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the& F) g7 P4 t) s3 R
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
# Y- D9 _! E( { \8 W! z> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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( E4 F& O4 W% d9 @> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
) T5 ~8 x' U! }9 V# M/ `> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and" d4 o9 V/ u3 v2 [; R1 X
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!8 l2 F7 f! y- J' T
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$ N- N" c) `& l> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes. d- \; K+ @- Z% Z y9 o
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
- b& j, m# N. \8 S> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
' D# o' e) O, j& }$ P7 ?1 L> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency7 Q5 |4 p0 c3 q6 Y1 U8 D+ T
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.$ {# M+ t" K- d" t1 Y
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
' [# L; Q0 Q' h: r7 ]- t) o> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
. B9 s' w' Z6 y4 }> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who7 ^6 U8 @+ O4 z3 \- h2 U+ u( B
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have' c# T+ s1 I! L; |4 O- V
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural) ]- B1 G3 F3 {7 u, ^& I
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
& L, P* u, F$ g> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
8 M9 V2 z3 X. s> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
* o2 [7 w7 {# R0 l# y+ |2 Z: s> bit colder in the process?
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4 P) f( I+ I, x$ k" U, J7 E> A wise man once said every society is judged by5 T) i6 Z: X( q7 g# [1 ?, n& l @ e
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
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> 2. Forward( `1 v6 a2 \5 E! W( D8 O4 `
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> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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