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> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
0 g3 W- ?* n0 o, e) `> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the9 r1 J4 {; W, M8 L: O# d+ V
> same choice?
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Q4 J2 H/ T( @1 j> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,% a: Z# }! Q# s9 R& }* I
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
- s* t! G9 e# z> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
- m4 p# |: z( D* y) W; K> staff, he offered a question:
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+ s( v! Y3 N/ Y% ^> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
, _6 ?; J4 j4 m( p% q1 t+ Z; P> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other" l: D N7 G z! R! @0 x8 n
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
9 G3 t' H$ l. a% ^2 F> natural order of things in my son?'
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9 B$ E4 L9 P' [ g3 j+ H" _> The audience was stilled by the query., o5 T% H* p: @6 \* e( z
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3 o' t4 a8 l; W7 Z& O, c> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically# W8 H# L: G7 D+ W3 ]; Y
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize; h/ l; X' N; |( [
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people/ _! O3 U5 O) m' I& l
> treat that child.'
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# h& \6 R2 [5 |! [1 p5 Y$ \5 C> Then he told the following story:& n. }: R, L. q" t# K; a! @
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were, A; z" ~! a% g/ ~. _
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's! M) v% P' y* n5 ~- g8 X
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
$ ~( a6 j( y* u- }# t; k9 j> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, A: d1 s1 m- [
> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be5 G, |" @" _4 g- _
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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* C3 n) s+ ^' R; T> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not, v' I6 P/ G# h: n' v
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
; ^1 m- r2 {: F/ [& x% \0 p( b# c q3 `> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
4 Z' p4 t" q, Z* ~3 X% T" \2 h> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth; h$ T% L& a& B8 k* i: G% u( s
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2 g# H; a: a2 s. }! v4 a" S$ J: P+ w> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a/ @2 ?7 W/ W/ o! \0 G: q4 M; P
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
) j" t& E6 S8 L2 f* K5 n/ `> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
! Y* ~& t* w' Q> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
, t: s4 j8 e/ d> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
( D; H' E4 \/ o> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
( W4 a7 \$ a& e1 f) d6 k> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
0 A0 e, C% d* S- r5 @- r! [; Y> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
% V8 I* s8 S! ^$ ^7 D* b3 {> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases% r9 A+ C0 k4 b$ P0 b% l9 N0 E
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
m: a4 M# K" H9 l. }> next at bat.0 F8 C# `' F2 s, h% T; @" n2 @/ C0 ~
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
2 C4 k6 P5 T% j+ x! w9 O> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all( C* t/ m4 J" `# C- Q2 O
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,/ d4 `3 K7 H/ t; @
> much less connect with the ball.
6 U# U0 U' a! A: m9 ]+ ~2 T> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
) z# t/ ~% o; A& A0 q> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved% d. g5 k7 z. [+ r' U1 _8 n
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make) f( g ] d6 M+ ` P
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The! m# m a, Q" @4 X1 ~2 n/ n
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
6 O! r8 t8 k" {1 |> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
$ |% p9 f. {% \. C/ e7 V> right back to the pitcher.8 M& |" k. f( t
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6 K: k* Q( Q! _) E> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
l7 j- m' d. c> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been& D- d' a6 |; U, W( r
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out9 }' z l u: V/ }- g8 D1 v# C1 k# Q' ]
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
7 z6 T' l9 G+ Y# G+ }; t e> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever: m+ Y# ?! D3 q1 l4 j* C
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,! S: O8 |- m0 h9 ]. m# {
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
^6 `( i" z0 d6 j) g; e> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the! b& w/ P9 I- V$ Q
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
0 B3 g7 W, g0 _ M4 f+ |& E9 B- u> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to+ Y9 W+ h) I& z% Y+ r6 _0 I
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
* P! C' Q9 n" [, J> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,3 L6 _$ B/ B; M5 N# T
> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
) S, }9 _; b F3 G' ?) P8 G6 f0 |> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
0 S! a3 B6 I9 \- |5 L> circled the bases toward home.
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> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'- L: }4 o/ w! G/ K. S0 I5 `
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
' z$ E* a5 s+ k: X7 h: w> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
( b }9 d/ o' S+ d& y> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on# N/ @5 O2 \9 b: N
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
/ F$ u* S( x: z' w: U> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
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- L: x4 i+ J, S3 A* Q% U> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,) v! a8 b( C( k; J; ]: H; V
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity& Y! i) s1 R+ K9 U1 ?
> into this world'.$ J. ~5 @* G) U, x. b# q' k4 q9 d
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
. W$ m" \5 |( f) A% J0 b7 A) ~$ F" Y> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
2 u0 U' d' l! |: C# e3 d> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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+ w% D; r3 |$ ?/ V> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
) z7 f/ Z5 O' X7 B3 Z> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
6 S9 O+ N1 v: Q$ q7 `+ Q> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often4 w1 F6 B* i; i4 W. b+ C
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
- y" E( B7 ~' `& o+ t4 R> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.8 J* |2 z! N d; W8 b% Z6 f
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
0 A$ j7 b- p0 ~, ?4 j; T> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
, P) r5 S) p t> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who6 {$ k& l' ?. \+ n+ y
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have; \/ E$ P8 W P% l9 [7 ^
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
7 v3 f2 n( P s9 U# ^! F% T> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
6 O# g0 R6 q" }* {- W1 c( U0 u> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
6 @- q# t! j) i- v> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
7 }0 I5 u, c2 ~4 C' k> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by! h7 @8 d: ~1 |4 {) ^( p2 o
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
0 W0 o2 W4 X' s- ^1 F/ G& t( \> 1. Delete
. ~1 K% p$ X0 t1 G8 v> 2. Forward
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% x! `3 s* Y+ W; @> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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