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$ O9 L* L6 O) x( ^5 P3 x% S% v> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,# p& q! w5 P/ q3 A( U
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
+ R' I7 k4 f5 T! g> same choice?
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) M& P; y, g. n. P> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,2 c" j$ L- q! \
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
8 S% i7 f5 g- V! c. q: f> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
* B u/ e8 \& c> staff, he offered a question:
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
! A$ B& s K# x4 B" |0 o% S> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
x @% e+ K; d' @. I> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the0 o9 Z# u) @ g, I4 O! M! }
> natural order of things in my son?') Y1 ?1 @9 q+ n8 z, g# I
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/ S0 z. a4 w/ a2 Y' J4 Z& V! d> The audience was stilled by the query.! `! g& q& y3 w9 P
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically0 S5 M3 P6 \: y' }
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
+ J' N( E: D+ N$ Z; g3 b4 C> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people" I; g' F% G5 J& `0 l" A: }
> treat that child.'
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5 g* _% i7 C- m( `6 R3 H> Then he told the following story:/ B4 V f4 Z# X. {
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7 L5 S4 G/ `* T2 B9 W8 o" {> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
1 n# E+ r2 f {. J) ~+ F% t8 g# D% M> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's$ I4 y$ ?" Y& z- g: X8 B) G( X
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
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; g i7 E2 r& q N6 e" V8 l> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be% h- k3 ^4 i/ k) }
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.- O/ h. x0 \% v& k( q
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> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not @+ Z8 f. G5 L7 A6 A' J) U' R
> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
. V! D; _" v! F: ^; S; j3 U> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
" X: B2 A4 ~7 W4 |2 U7 f. @> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth# }- x Z. d1 O/ Z. B0 Y1 ]
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a a$ O! J8 F8 r+ r+ i) @2 e& ~
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
$ N4 D2 ~9 E- V+ o2 k, M# o/ v% _" P> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
$ z3 D% D- h5 M" n/ l5 n# y> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
8 C/ o; [; {( Y> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
X- G. a% X' c4 y( |- ~> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was6 ~* E6 y4 `- q! }: o& a8 G. o
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
# l4 ~' }# ~: H7 I/ ~> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
+ `# G% P" b3 R# S f' M& }. [> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases a5 I2 U) I% v* q
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
! Q* W8 v8 b" u! a> next at bat.
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, g- y3 r: p" P6 v7 t+ w> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the! P8 D P( R7 B5 a
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all) @5 D0 F [; f- z' \- \( v
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,9 c7 ?' Q; J2 s! \! n
> much less connect with the ball.
! V+ j+ a8 j# O" T8 P> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
7 F# z/ P! y1 e6 r; H9 d( b> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved8 v. a U9 \- {2 g N h
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make! o2 |: b/ @6 G+ k- ~
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
, I6 h3 P. ~6 E- X6 B9 P2 n> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
0 O( T, y9 p# p; M! F" D3 h' A' N> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
2 _- _. O1 t( n, ~, G0 _> right back to the pitcher.1 A, D5 V Z' C! v6 j" l8 ~
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: R8 N, P4 J2 b> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and: Y& [( F( E# _# R, T
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been, Q" G6 J l" _9 T8 M. H
> out and that would have been the end of the game.
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/ V0 H0 v7 { t: ?3 P1 m> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
6 B, w: N4 p' g4 [9 e> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started# L0 M" X2 ~9 v E. B% r$ V" y
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever/ n$ p- C- T1 p9 O( i7 B% y }
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,8 o, S J& X! r& m5 T
> wide-eyed and startled.
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0 D! a) q- n+ S9 B# Y( h* w1 e& I> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay6 g" z; C2 Y4 d! m1 S
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the6 s. _* l1 o. m0 `% Z
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had
0 H5 z- s' ?) M2 [- U> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
( e2 V5 L% d6 U8 a! I! c9 S; C> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
o/ X$ l1 M* a- Q. O; ]> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
" n5 E" Z- V1 `; [> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
; n+ e: I) {. q& i8 {( z> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
$ s/ h) v0 Z# s> circled the bases toward home.& h6 ^# @' ~; @: ^# {1 ?. T
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9 X w" c- @. j& F0 Q> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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+ z3 d0 k: _: |$ `. R> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
6 y n$ u$ O' l) J: V> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!( M& l! j" t: @5 t; u8 J
> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
2 X- [; Y. f P& ~3 ~/ V> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
* N W/ Z& A4 F2 {0 u5 M' k> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
% G* K* Y3 g7 s/ R }> game for his team.
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O2 Y. @6 k% y* ~+ g! `> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, ~% ]( t2 l$ y: _( D5 m! L4 Q2 D
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
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) {# Z; Q4 Z1 C, F% y s> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never1 D: N* D, T* B, P7 a- n
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
' }& w7 N) L! s" K7 [9 @1 I6 N; D9 Y; C> 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 jokes
3 O2 i" t' f$ i; z) a4 _9 ^* @> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
6 S1 z/ k0 c7 t. G9 R5 B* p> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often, f* r6 \0 q/ E4 c% ]+ l* C
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency& D$ E8 J3 U3 Y; _3 r3 p! g- Q: m
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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% v1 r' y* T- d8 ^; u s> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're6 k" O" f, U% U7 G
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
- m; G, S; v) f> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
5 J8 R4 \ O% V8 k, O. p# ]* I> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have, Z7 m. Y7 c7 I s
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural% I& |$ O' y; q! Y5 g# T
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people; @+ {! | ^# v5 T, `) C( f% s
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
* |9 d1 B$ l& ^2 T8 s7 i. H> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
2 k1 K6 e, U) B" T& q7 I. b" j6 o> bit colder in the process?, z" `. B) n8 Z0 y' x( C/ l$ j
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9 H( j, L$ g5 G, U% k8 J> A wise man once said every society is judged by
9 @7 g# }2 F& T: e> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them. V$ `6 M% w; ~* ]4 s$ q6 D
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: A; ]: X& P7 ?! g9 P> You now have two choices:
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9 o. K* ?) R4 N5 @; g2 y2 D> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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