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9 {' x- O8 w; I; O7 V> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,8 {4 C$ c$ Z, V0 N
> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the
7 E/ J$ I2 c& n; u. H> same choice?
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6 K5 q. n0 P6 c0 z> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
: J! ?# V! r) h; I) B+ v8 k> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
! O; @, J% }1 f' Z w+ x; q> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
3 V4 p6 l7 H' [- U2 E$ W9 v> staff, he offered a question:
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, ~, v, P: g, H! M4 e, |> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
+ K+ V* O. J: Y) G, ^' N! ?( S> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
- ]; a6 F. N5 _7 F> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the, r" l8 ~, W+ g* U3 Y% R
> natural order of things in my son?', h. t8 [8 y* U" j( }
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$ Y5 d; S1 ^9 E! p5 g> The audience was stilled by the query.0 i% C4 O' W! K: w% G( p+ {
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% b( c+ A2 I3 Y) j- U, [* n- x> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
% f1 y3 B- m1 m1 o0 f> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize7 e( s G& k5 F2 J- p1 }9 Y
> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people
2 L* e A! B) Z E; m9 J* s> treat that child.'
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> Then he told the following story:
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> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were) F% j6 Y$ Q- Q2 u4 F. w
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's. F0 ^8 I' y4 |; E9 s: k9 G
> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their6 Y$ t3 ~2 r, M; Q
> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
4 Q. G. w l1 g" X( ^! W0 [; a) l> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be& R7 V0 P; L# U* p
> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.8 p7 v0 k: f! D; q7 r
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& }6 Y5 w& a/ f3 `1 A4 y- Z y> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
4 z( N0 S$ J+ |> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
# d( }% H3 E1 C8 u> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
+ I" v0 G. z$ T$ b! f> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth$ R u* F, R5 k- @ U: b
> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
, G# k! P* t/ x4 o5 _> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in
( g U, H4 Z7 N- `% H7 L) A> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
# C( l* S* m8 I0 [! q8 G! O& E( e7 r> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still. @3 x1 L; g& |! B0 L" e k5 C
> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and. t- h5 o, T- M# c; `) c6 c
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was# v4 G. T, Y/ A$ A& S- K) L- m
> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
) f; D; B3 p( z7 W/ {2 `1 ?1 f> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
5 @9 C3 a1 B# j> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases$ n" W$ T3 Q9 E- `
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
. Q7 N! C9 H$ |2 @ ^0 m8 W2 Z- ^> next at bat." O6 x2 Q+ b7 \& A1 H
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! R8 m6 v( u- i3 C. ?& i> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the. {# s6 e& F# F+ L/ R
> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all& p. z: k% _2 u. U! g
> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
+ @. j0 u J' z/ l> much less connect with the ball.
& d5 P/ C" i& Q# k> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the7 p6 o" y& x3 _: Q" Z8 i- ]
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved% a/ E: |# @1 i; B1 S( _- B6 F; s
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make8 }4 v" ^* @! {: R7 N6 P
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The$ L% G, T# u( O$ W/ m5 v9 F
> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.* s% h0 V C9 V
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball
* a/ |: A2 U5 \% W' X8 T> right back to the pitcher.+ h4 v4 \6 O/ P6 k
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> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and$ M; `4 z: u& p, J
> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been/ q( b3 `+ I, q( v. z, z
> out and that would have been the end of the game.- F- N9 k9 \4 ]+ I7 E4 v) U9 S: y! C
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> Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
( r, |0 T7 N' {1 o> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started8 t( }6 S( ^: ^2 t# `4 C) y
> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever8 z5 v* g( l+ |) ?! Q
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,
, S! U5 {% f+ B1 d4 \- [0 j9 o2 J) E8 x> wide-eyed and startled.
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> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay% H: ?, t- I: Q- S, P/ D
> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
. ^* I# n! A1 T7 w> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had% j1 ?; T) t" p
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to# A$ x4 w6 g- l1 H# {1 D, B9 e
> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the/ U/ D8 N6 ~; X* R* [- `6 A. ~, j
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
- g ^% [( s: K5 C7 {( U( g1 C! _' O. S> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's
" y) D2 w5 _4 L6 l" L- E2 |* P9 q3 S> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him N3 Z/ c+ K$ B: T8 Q M/ E
> circled the bases toward home.6 H: Z' s: Q$ D* z' d
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# e( G) j* n/ Z: {> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'" f# \7 ~6 B7 F$ r& K+ h8 r4 H
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> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
( \: ~) a# I% U0 r; E6 e> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!7 s- U, z: a2 C0 c+ ]
> Shay, run to third!'7 \5 m* x7 d8 n, B* V5 G
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# |! y* f; i4 @6 N. z- c2 u7 ` N> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on1 s# f: C: v% T; e3 N
> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped4 Y4 ?0 B2 r, w. Z
> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the
& N$ [$ I! F' I, K> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,: n- P% P# _: p0 v9 p& |5 s
> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity u; b7 P5 E% Q2 K9 ~) e& M) Y3 Q q
> into this world'.. m* T" ?/ Z g$ v. U2 v4 Z
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5 e5 T! f, C6 t4 H4 N- s> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never4 v" N9 |- \' y( \$ Q
> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and5 O- w& s: u" t3 w/ [/ N6 z! `" ]
> seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!/ F9 }3 s) f2 |. A2 Q
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> AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
+ h4 V. r! k4 f5 _, ~% F+ d% [> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
1 b, n# y1 D% ?$ c( f> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often5 l& k) J# P; ]' @
> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency6 H' e, g' }5 L4 ^+ l d1 f
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.2 P. X# J" \# h" j9 A2 a, ^
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( K1 [# ~$ Z* R> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're/ p0 w/ u2 T* w1 b) p9 w
> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
; k' f5 Y/ S! R( O/ h9 K: X> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who0 G2 N' G' z& ]* `
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have4 Y6 Z+ O7 X; h4 _. j% ~
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural1 j9 k# m# g1 L7 f
> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people/ \" m) W* a# Y
> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and8 g- q! ?' y2 C- f$ O
> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little* [/ c3 b5 w+ m4 ]; W2 \
> bit colder in the process?
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> A wise man once said every society is judged by! q3 j: D# v1 {) j3 [, v, w, t3 A
> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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> You now have two choices:
+ c) ^# Q2 O1 }5 @2 i4 `5 U' E> 1. Delete
$ o$ n: D0 `' b7 R4 b0 K> 2. Forward
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2 k* z3 j9 y. M$ @: K o( z> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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