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Two Choices
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; m! G1 G2 E$ o& K> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,! @ y! |3 H/ _! w. \
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
$ U. v+ |2 h _! I+ x> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
) K1 y% g" o. W4 M> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be* ?% |# O6 d; y* B7 V
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated: |2 B: |. v: _; b- i1 d
> staff, he offered a question:
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7 N: g/ t K- s! D4 C; W. ]> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
1 G1 f" \ ?) Q' T6 W> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other. D& _9 W( r4 D1 U
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
0 U* h X* ]' g \0 I# z1 S2 |' ]> natural order of things in my son?'
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( H8 D9 z/ \# K" {% d- t> The audience was stilled by the query.1 b0 C8 b1 @% n" y, `+ z
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> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
5 R7 Z# @( Q" q. [> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize3 m: b+ W' _: `: _- R1 Y
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
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> Then he told the following story:
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% y% _( f2 w& w) `" j3 z7 Z3 e5 b1 K> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were. u* e' c8 Z9 m+ x5 p( y
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's) S4 I3 q# U8 ]0 z8 G
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their' w. Y& A# M( e i( f) J
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
- {) d! J# W. q> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
! P% S" @9 Z5 R1 U! m# [# z: Q# m> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
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1 c! ]( k- g+ f( b$ T8 o" e> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
$ x9 F( y k# ?$ B# }> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and) F" B. F8 Y9 t0 t0 X! h
> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I4 ^# d+ W7 Z1 \0 G1 ^
> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth5 M. @! p( }# m. l
> inning.'; ]' ~3 p% j- H" h4 e$ [ j
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0 C. z6 m$ b& u& }! o> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
* n7 L+ M) r5 o( B( m> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in5 Y, l2 ?8 m6 u2 N1 O( L
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
0 K4 r V" ~3 N5 @+ j9 v> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still7 Q7 ?. D6 C+ x3 ]3 r3 @4 f
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
6 t0 N- B I* N \* ` ?> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
0 b7 |6 ]& E- C7 f5 D* g7 G2 n> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
/ x$ P: b+ a" f" O* _7 W% O: q1 U8 U& I> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the' p! w& @ r# ]% J/ x" X! p2 y7 T
> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases9 ~$ _! E# N, B2 T9 z+ u
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
) j: m/ n3 a1 @> next at bat.
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8 T( R6 z+ r, X2 W! P3 e8 B+ |> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the% l# Q: I3 o4 y4 v
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all. I. B! w" o! p' ?& P2 Q
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
; H9 b1 B2 N7 _1 T; |> much less connect with the ball.5 P }7 E3 M! ^+ n% ~& g& Y
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the$ I+ [0 |5 I" M2 ?
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved4 \1 n1 T! p, J+ ~3 ?* \ t
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
$ y% X0 E& h D% k5 l> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The/ \4 D$ k0 `1 B7 q" ]5 w. Q
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.1 a1 K8 ~# R3 y, k4 Z$ S* O# H
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball: k6 d4 k- X2 s) s6 Z3 H
> right back to the pitcher. t! ?- G. M+ i+ B6 Y" p# g
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: H9 o* F% V! v, F# t5 R G6 I> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and' U, }( @- g+ y6 b5 c7 f6 k
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
, s1 H# n- d6 K' u. u7 F> out and that would have been the end of the game.2 Y! y5 w# K j f+ }
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out5 \1 m$ D2 `( k3 `. m- T
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
' m5 m8 z- P8 {( d> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever
; r7 r5 _1 W8 P' v+ c: k3 Q4 B> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
/ `9 f* {& ?9 Q* O0 A, V> wide-eyed and startled.
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+ N4 \: S+ D, ?1 K9 z> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
: y# s2 n8 e+ M9 Q6 l Z( H> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the2 N. K& C7 o$ e4 C3 w! f( Z
> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had8 n$ A; \1 l2 ~/ x/ H
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
( Z. `5 R( t m2 y8 [0 F9 ^> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the
: y9 Y& z7 G# X6 m( U> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
! C. z( B; |6 O1 c. s> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
& y( p' Y# Y; Y! A0 S( G> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
+ }7 `3 c! R- A: L/ l> circled the bases toward home.
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" [3 F7 A( w' e/ ?! }+ X3 ]4 T3 ?> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'* I. W7 N7 f) P& e' E6 @
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by! P( r d# H% ~: ^2 U
> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
) ]9 O( ^8 {" o3 L7 n' M> Shay, run to third!'. d5 F( W* w% r6 g
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0 j' r% ?3 {! v' U" {0 w& |> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on9 K8 J$ r6 D6 i. O0 b7 `% r
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped9 I. ~2 U* g/ M5 e' \9 S) P
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the7 f+ \9 d+ [- q8 q
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,- L6 g. G& J) T0 K u: r
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity7 T0 D8 J. }! E8 s
> into this world'., W! ?9 T2 L q1 i. L r' \
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> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never3 ^) L) e1 T/ w1 j: r
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
! o6 g0 y' d' W, D> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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" Y9 r: K# Y1 q- f1 v, M> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes8 a. ~( l" W% L
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending4 L" Z) |: ?+ `/ g
> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
( ^4 V8 l L$ A+ ?( S$ i> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
) N6 _/ p8 H1 C' b1 e+ K5 u> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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5 S6 ? }, b. B1 c> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
: ?) E0 Z6 ]- j9 c5 r9 _# ^2 O> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the+ B- _$ \4 A/ o- O: T
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who- R( j. S! A) A! @
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have. A5 o4 E7 Q& u Z
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
% G& T1 O) {" A5 r8 R/ }4 Z( ]5 n> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
" _8 [0 A% {, t8 `" `, U' f: g> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
$ ^4 y' U6 p. o r> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little9 z$ y8 N, J& L- H
> bit colder in the process?$ |; J7 F- [9 r) p! ]4 b
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( |3 }1 P3 I; L1 e: ]& v: q> A wise man once said every society is judged by0 _: h( ^7 c* ~* q$ R/ `- E- ?
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:0 @; T0 t. n! E5 p: x, k
> 1. Delete; b3 E: F1 ^ M7 j8 r; T- r
> 2. Forward
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% B1 [. p, J9 N2 ~1 s> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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