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9 X$ b& V# D* F> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,0 R2 b' @/ _ A& _* [4 `+ l9 m7 Y
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
1 z0 z! u o/ D. D% `5 s/ \8 W> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,9 a' P' y- Z0 r. \
> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
2 o. {+ N4 e' Z! w; `( b2 V9 w> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
# l0 {3 I7 ~2 ]. [; Z. s% G0 U> staff, he offered a question:) }- Z8 [' o* h4 d7 `: @
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> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is- O8 A2 N# e4 F
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other( w% q8 c3 j3 _! u7 r2 W% A
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
# j2 T8 m% t$ Y+ T" H> natural order of things in my son?'
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> The audience was stilled by the query.5 q2 @. K' u" G& O' i4 t) b$ b. m
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! A u# Z$ |/ |( G> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically7 b( M7 o6 c2 |; H; ~
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
8 Z e/ R/ k* q1 C> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people* f2 s6 t8 G; [8 n* O
> treat that child.'. ^4 c0 t* k& p! R) o
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. c u3 d0 J' K, J* G> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were7 R2 Z6 D" q7 T6 l0 G+ b/ Y! X4 q( F
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
) h7 X1 N6 ~9 u> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their! p- M; k9 ^$ ^' \1 m0 t
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
; K, A, Q, v I> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
+ n4 N# ~9 K6 f9 ?, F> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. G# I7 I/ |$ j
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5 Y1 C# @0 x$ [. t; x> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
! r2 A2 j- e% ?& M3 F* R0 ^> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
% [( y ~8 f: B, s( Y$ Y% m/ g> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
9 D# f" s k; H. I9 D; x; h ?> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
2 K5 R$ {" s3 s8 n; A. P& B4 h> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a6 u9 f: M8 c/ z* C/ ~
> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in7 J: G% P, V# Z! F4 V) U
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the( t# A6 L/ \8 z* s
> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
7 }# z3 G8 }1 u& @, e& W> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
5 f/ h. J* L& v# a3 ~: ` {" w> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
" M# f7 d5 j$ F> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from* [9 Y+ x& c2 j# t# ?$ h
> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
* j V: L- J* |: l> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases
9 z+ u+ y" Q' }, V! K> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be( Q0 ~& X: I! Z, T
> next at bat.* J" f( F! B$ V
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/ ~$ q) |4 T0 E! F: g> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
4 @& [5 o& o* a5 K9 k$ s( \; e9 |> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
0 T; g# F- p1 r o* `! {> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,& M( b6 C9 _% N8 M4 C
> much less connect with the ball.# l- @. w7 q2 I K. u
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
; `/ Z3 ?# z w$ q- D( |> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
: ?; a& M* y- p8 B Y" K# C> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make
`' o5 N. l( B! R* }' F> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
! Z( m Q5 f {3 s5 [0 ^> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
8 Y2 F* e3 R' [# C9 Y6 H> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball( b- p i$ G. h8 [1 B
> right back to the pitcher.
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
5 e5 K& J: @" ~> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
' O: k, B5 c5 v5 C& j" f; F> out and that would have been the end of the game.% L: ~$ L5 g. A5 o3 M
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out" X# V) k" \. ?: J+ U* a8 I$ U
> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
/ s9 a0 ]1 w* e> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever5 t/ r4 k/ L! b2 A/ s
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,7 E2 {5 f8 O) u; E# n8 C
> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
+ O8 r6 }$ w! F" V6 {5 M> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
( E4 o: q0 A* j$ d> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had# n9 F% T, j1 R+ T: ~: A4 u
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
( \& }3 C2 y0 }# }' x6 z> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the% x/ L- r8 T- @1 E
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
& F4 d3 U0 U' [: R/ \3 U. R> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
8 ^# j, [& V$ G. w3 L1 u> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him
% v% r) t3 }: F$ _6 _2 M, B! s> circled the bases toward home.6 {+ Z, b* |( i' p
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, X+ t8 F+ n7 Q/ Z> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay': s% [# D7 X4 t2 }2 A* N: J, g
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
* D0 v% I" g" c9 w9 a> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
0 _ @2 d' y+ v% ~5 _6 P7 l# |6 y> Shay, run to third!'
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
! K' U; r) s% n> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
& Z0 N3 }6 W5 U& N4 j> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
E5 {; ~2 k. G8 h* f> game for his team.
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& q7 j5 S8 y4 Y' [/ S7 K> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,2 k4 v* x/ ^/ T' E+ p& @/ L
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity0 ]0 _. x2 d8 {) c9 z- ?
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& W- W5 b- n6 x. |> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
2 y' X3 \1 b1 N( u5 h5 O2 z> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and# d/ M- L0 t, J7 ~# ^5 l
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!+ z. J& n5 ~( k" P% w/ u p. [# C$ l
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes$ T5 \$ F/ W7 K/ C! Y* D3 E! A
> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
* [1 l) G5 D) l3 c2 Y) |, E> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
! ~9 e+ A! y+ R, p' s> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency
: [ p) }7 Z% x& O! E$ y> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're8 R: l1 w. T8 k; _4 S
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the \( [# n( F; l5 Y! J
> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
/ j. M. i2 u6 n> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
9 X% }5 k: j. T> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
% w" k6 f$ r) m4 ^. D5 U8 G$ \9 V> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
" J- r$ |, e* r+ J> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and2 @! C2 {& m: H' \- U3 o
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
; I- c- U! K, F3 F/ p7 {: o> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by
! {- j5 o I! @* U- ]" T> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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: r# {( Y- X/ N> You now have two choices:7 m4 I+ A1 {8 ] P% [
> 1. Delete- E9 l+ [ w! b% ]3 F" T
> 2. Forward0 w7 v( f" X3 ^/ A# q5 X2 w$ O
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0 p0 F" j* X" g- `& } c> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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