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Two Choices
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! l1 J1 S. m; U8 a9 F, p> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
" |# \3 z2 K/ ]> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
" d3 _. d( I( i( q' v> same choice?' T, X, B) {* c0 g2 S t3 u
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
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6 z7 r0 v8 E1 a3 o# M3 v> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
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3 E+ i5 t7 }) ]' K> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
- [* W% L# w6 Y1 A4 o> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other# X" u9 J( |+ C j" Q; Y
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the \& P: o& \7 J' g1 Z5 N
> natural order of things in my son?'
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: Q- l' i! N& G" W& `: d> The audience was stilled by the query.
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
7 T0 h0 V7 L6 Y" h: a. n6 m> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize3 h( O* v: j9 T/ {' g7 w9 L6 s. q" s
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people& g' u7 e) V4 T+ y
> treat that child.'
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# c- m X4 l8 G. Q> Then he told the following story:
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) |6 v4 v3 o7 b* ^4 E' I> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
8 E# g4 T* J5 W> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
3 @% X. K3 V# {, p5 Y3 a> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
{: d! y# w$ Y' ^+ R! q3 e( @7 n) b> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
) s+ I6 E3 O5 L5 @: N0 E# G> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be2 }' F2 H* @/ P8 [
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not! O$ m; v: {' L- X5 c: a% p
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and1 J) w3 K. C$ |5 S- [
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I% C" n ^9 e2 {% u
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
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8 n) x& l* o2 j> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
) J: {/ j# M& ~, T' B" [> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in9 p$ R) Y7 V" ~" f& I, G- Z) r
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
% M5 u# z. ^# N' |- e& ?> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
. Y/ N5 y' Q+ t0 s> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and) Z0 G( ]! c- |4 d9 u3 f) j
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
8 f i; Q8 A9 R( b8 B" k> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from1 D7 N+ l, _) N& A
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
9 w7 J6 [* Z5 Z& V* Z7 C> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
8 |! d2 y/ w: C. L# c> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
2 s! Q1 H# p6 B8 m5 H5 N* R, \3 k> next at bat.
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# M3 Y6 B0 R( F; U> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
8 U# |; y$ e& h! p> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
7 B/ I" w; l- S, W# u3 J2 U9 C; k> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
; ]0 T9 C0 N. e* }; w0 v- Q> much less connect with the ball.$ e* o; Y5 F$ q- R; Y
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the- y9 {6 V0 e% i' L" w( x- L
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
4 q7 D$ Z2 V; Y> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
$ H9 t' E( h/ S3 Q> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
6 T/ P0 Z+ W! J; {: p# j> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
5 n/ c) Z8 }# u: h> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
" U2 |) H# M1 D( p> right back to the pitcher.
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5 u+ m7 @ L1 b- i/ q$ ?> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and% r6 p o2 ` n
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been. b! k* w R2 a& c O, R
> out and that would have been the end of the game.# j6 R9 J, v \- [) {
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* F7 L! K. w7 W> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out/ N0 {0 b$ m ^. ^
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
6 I3 d" o3 x6 I) Y4 i> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever" T3 o! g# [) h
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
- Y& q3 v/ o; h _+ Y> wide-eyed and startled.
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+ s1 ?4 ?& j0 L w: f; x> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
6 ^7 ~) K& ~& O! t) e( @> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the* J6 O- l- V2 r3 \/ t8 {
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
; V9 ^$ t2 ~5 X! j> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
4 Z! D# v* n! e, ]2 D> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
/ N$ V- x$ J) c9 ~3 ?; e' o& `( s> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he, h: A# M- x4 L: @% l
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
% x) ~5 `& V% ]> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him% Q5 n# _ D$ K# h5 [, J# h2 ~
> circled the bases toward home. _) p; j/ F+ Y" x2 u, e8 a- |
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'4 h' z7 i1 `# [( U0 @1 p
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! b3 w1 P9 O" Q" A1 e8 a* j> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by2 [8 f# {2 _; x
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!0 X \2 y4 G9 `
> Shay, run to third!'
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; y& l. M4 g6 X> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on$ ?. p3 M: `$ H# ~& C
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped8 v" ^. m( b% l9 `" F! i0 X) ^( M
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
6 l8 n, W* V# Z2 v> game for his team.# C5 t) @9 R/ t/ C% W: t
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0 [. }2 K1 `3 O8 ~> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,8 F- _3 S& g8 f7 z9 y8 ?/ D
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity5 f& w9 n7 R1 p( s6 g4 x
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. y6 j: d" u# R8 c4 s> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
7 X$ K1 {0 H" s+ O- @& Z) f> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
5 |) {+ T( {; G- w- n" c1 J! C> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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! s0 P2 p: F0 y> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
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> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often9 R& ]: e. T# }0 q
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
5 z3 m1 U0 [3 Q7 o% e> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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2 K( g+ G) J0 o4 P/ u) X> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're, A1 e l8 |3 t, X4 E0 t! _
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the3 z( X' M. O/ C) ^
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who; ?- H, \ q* |$ f' r% ]; [
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have$ o P# \: V9 `. ?# o2 }6 b6 t
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
" U4 ]0 [# S5 u4 O> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
. ]( M7 B: E3 `0 \, @. R> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and, W F1 T! B0 u' M3 Y9 D0 h- k
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
1 z( O, L* G& A, r> bit colder in the process?
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2 U( p' x2 B$ I> A wise man once said every society is judged by- [! Z3 H5 |% N; G2 V; ~) Y
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them./ P! e" ]: s: e: P% Y
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3 ^! m k9 B# M' h! D> You now have two choices:
]+ w0 M8 {4 y& a+ C! M> 1. Delete. U7 Y! s) b1 c8 \$ r& x# p
> 2. Forward
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, M% a8 M1 D; o- V: c! P# T2 y% I> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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