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Two Choices
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2 ~* j8 i, ^1 j9 n> What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line,
$ I# b/ e+ v9 G: \9 l> there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the5 E* W$ y9 E; y; Q
> same choice?
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> At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
8 G8 r k7 R: l0 X: _/ ? F> the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be1 y; ]2 s) W/ Z' G- o
> forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
# M9 n7 p/ P j7 S2 ` c> staff, he offered a question:4 d2 N: `/ v8 I3 }
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& Y# d H* b1 }9 D9 W> 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is5 ? T7 k3 E/ X
> done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other$ W7 w) S x3 D2 {
> children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
! w, D1 v& F$ }! Y& B> natural order of things in my son?', D1 o2 T2 R9 n _0 c- j
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> The audience was stilled by the query.+ t& V4 o: Q, F1 V7 T4 v- j
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2 K' n1 ~% Y3 g( ?4 b0 O! l> The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically7 H1 c! C- P+ s9 o3 D# x+ h
> and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
! z" h* B8 w; T- y( D> true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people# Q1 q5 N0 p1 o& p7 T9 O! s7 [: G/ o
> treat that child.'
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% ~1 g$ o1 L5 l, ~; u> Then he told the following story:
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! e$ `& D( A( Q) {" K9 p, m> Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were$ _. p+ [- m2 M
> playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's
7 f/ [8 _6 D) d& C0 _5 _6 r+ T: w> father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
+ i2 N6 v7 ?! d' S9 F. e3 Y> team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
) F/ _* g/ U( S+ `% K$ O5 |> it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be
0 y5 z: U& ^& W: Q> accepted by others in spite of his handicaps." v [1 a* F) C$ }. ?
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3 o& C$ ?( J) o7 c> Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
, [$ |# [; \( O> expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
& q: i$ {, S" w- C" g: u9 \> said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
& L6 [5 j; g) [9 j3 c, w) u- A> guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
/ Y2 h/ O2 `) P* s6 d> inning.'
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> Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
7 @+ v( D3 b' E( B> team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in) C0 j; G& z. i
> his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
" Y" d s6 e2 |; q> bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
" F6 O7 Y- ]5 \# _, N" R. R0 r* x/ k> behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and3 k W: M7 | j2 ~% ]2 {- z% {5 G
> played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
* ~1 L ]# @! u* R j1 |7 u+ b8 J> obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from
. P+ C: g' S! S; M& y! H> ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the
. `. _$ @" t( ~0 v0 O4 K4 r7 q> ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases: ~) h$ v9 [6 Q8 G, c* N
> loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be
, W5 T& L" b6 X# q> next at bat.+ ?; \" v2 t3 L* u4 \
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> At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
/ P( \! e+ j6 K% Y1 V> game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all
- q% Q3 L B3 u. p! z> but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
& y8 E# M. ~- e6 c* e3 j" V" y. l> much less connect with the ball.5 j1 b5 M. c4 Q. _8 @# o5 ~
> However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the( |& H* A" j) [/ ` f T
> other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved. D! P% m& |6 B% N6 ?
> in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make( i# K0 i, k; g3 U; \1 b3 N. m. H
> contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The
. e& a' g- R8 A* g; E> pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.* A3 b, Y3 z* H3 ?( r' W% }
> As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball! w; X: W) Q% v% q. V' {/ e
> right back to the pitcher." e9 k# a8 c7 j% j
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o5 B' \2 _8 s$ q8 _5 p3 y- R> The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
5 o+ A. r) ]% d* a, `> could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been2 |: f5 a4 [8 G8 X9 J
> 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, out
) e* m' ^' t1 w/ O. P% c+ f; p> of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
$ o& x5 X0 k# u2 {* g$ K> yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever/ i0 Z( i- `9 S- s8 ?
> run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,3 E0 `1 j" F* l, g
> wide-eyed and startled.
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/ V6 D/ ^) s$ y x7 }& g> Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay
G [2 z$ t3 `2 G: V" K- c4 M> awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
& K) @7 Y$ K: w2 {& t> base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had2 X% V6 X! I" Z: P- _
> the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to
* r! ^! V6 S5 q9 B5 P> be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the. [+ c/ i2 k0 r8 g4 U2 [3 N, @
> second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intention So he,
0 M e3 P5 G4 C& \> too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's, p* v" C$ k6 w2 R. X& x( ]
> head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him6 L+ d1 V( T2 O7 F5 ?/ q
> circled the bases toward home./ F: O& C6 B9 m* j
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9 \ ~. ~7 F7 I: c7 U2 B. S> All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
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& o7 n/ w) S, c> Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
# U# g$ V4 Y }> turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!: V, x- K) q% Y \4 c' b9 C
> Shay, run to third!') n3 I7 ^0 [! R. w1 q8 }
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> As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
+ ?* X8 x# i* C1 ?/ Z( A> their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped
( D; V4 X2 k& |& }( {; ?> on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the# q" f {, ~" x
> game for his team.
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> 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
. P3 F) i/ l x5 B> 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity/ q X* W- _" \: u; D
> into this world'.
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, P" J' G: [' l4 O8 A' g3 j# N+ X> Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
! I2 a0 G3 `% ]> forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and: I. q' V; @! 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
6 t7 g% C/ g8 I* V> through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
1 S8 e9 Z, A! s# l, P q> messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
# L. q$ r6 f2 @+ y: {1 [> obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency1 r( w. p! a- t
> is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
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3 K# C+ e' |" x1 C Y/ g! P> If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
5 l, |3 L3 N a$ Z> probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the
" J" i3 ~6 O7 u> 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who1 j& l& Z8 z3 X6 t: |; C% S
> sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have" k; H- U' A5 h) P4 [6 C/ x
> thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural
/ e2 r! r! ]- B' ^5 n> order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
! Q3 {# g6 a* F- c6 f i: m> present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
9 \% n& c& d& M! h> humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little
: b( x1 u! ]7 L6 j2 p Z' P2 \> bit colder in the process?# S/ N0 M w: Z
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7 y& M; r6 F2 Z/ P> A wise man once said every society is judged by
6 C5 n: J$ L% O% O) J1 @6 v( `' F> how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
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& R5 E8 G4 j4 a) n> You now have two choices:
4 W! d5 c: i2 h0 z+ q% g> 1. Delete4 Y( |2 s" o" ]$ ~; o
> 2. Forward4 H m5 T2 Y7 E2 f# \5 q/ j
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N, {; W+ Q8 [9 f& z& G> May your day, be a Shay Day. |
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