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  • Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

    Two Choices

    What
    would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there
    isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same
    choice?

    At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children,
    the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be
    forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated
    staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside
    influences, everything natu re does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay,
    cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other
    children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

    The audience was stilled by the query.

    The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically
    and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true
    human nature presents itself, and it comes in the
    way other people treat that
    child'

    Then he told the following story:

    Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
    playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?'
    Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay
    on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to
    play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to
    be a ccepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

    Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not
    expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and
    said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
    guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth
    inning.'

    Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a
    team shirt. His Father
    watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his
    heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
    bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
    behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played
    in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic
    just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father
    waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's
    team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential
    winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

    At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
    game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all
    but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
    much less connect with the
    ball.

    However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the
    other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
    in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
    The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took
    a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in,
    Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

    The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could
    have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and
    that would have been the end of the game.

    Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head,
    out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started
    yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay
    ever run
    that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the
    baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

    Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath,
    Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the
    base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the
    ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the
    hero for his team. He c ould have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the
    tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally
    threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward
    third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward
    home.

    All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

    Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by
    turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run
    to third!
    Shay, run to third!'

    As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on
    their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home,
    stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and
    won the game for his team.

    'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his
    face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and
    humanity into this world'.

    Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never
    forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and
    seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

    AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
    through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending
    messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often
    obscene pass
    freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is
    too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

    If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that
    you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't
    the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the
    person who sent you this believes that we all can make a diffe rence. We all
    have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the
    'natural order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions
    between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of
    love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a
    little bit colder in the process?

    A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least
    fortunate amongst them.

    You now have two choices:
    1. Delete
    2. Forward

    May your day, be a
    Shay Day.
    Teach your kids about taxes..........eat 30 percent of their ice cream.


  • #2
    Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

    I have several special needs students in my classes. I am always awed by the effort and attitude they display. Here are kids with huge dissabilities that give 110% with a smile on their face while a percentage of the class sits with a scowl and makes virtually no effort at all.
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    • #3
      Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

      That was a very touching story. Now people are going to wonder why I am crying at my desk

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      • #4
        Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

        Without a doubt, this is one of the best story I have ever read..... Thanks for sharing and I will be passing it along....
        Great Link for a Construction Owner/Tradesmen, and just say Garager sent you....

        http://www.contractorspub.com

        A good climbing rope will last you 3 to 5 years, a bad climbing rope will last you a life time !!!

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        • #5
          Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

          I withdrew my nomination.

          Though it was a powerful message and one that people should read and understand. I'm sorry, but I found out that this one is an old false story on the internet. And I just can't nominate something that isn't true, sorry BD....

          It was a heart warming story though....
          Great Link for a Construction Owner/Tradesmen, and just say Garager sent you....

          http://www.contractorspub.com

          A good climbing rope will last you 3 to 5 years, a bad climbing rope will last you a life time !!!

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          • #6
            Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

            That's cool garager, that wasn't my reason for posting this anyways. This little story isn't so much about whether or not it really happened as it is about the message it's trying to put forth.
            Teach your kids about taxes..........eat 30 percent of their ice cream.

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            • #7
              Re: Shay, Shay, All The Way Shay

              Originally posted by BadgerDave View Post
              That's cool garager, that wasn't my reason for posting this anyways. This little story isn't so much about whether or not it really happened as it is about the message it's trying to put forth.
              I received this story (e-mail) more than a year ago and even if the story is not true it makes you think. I agree that as a society it's good to help those less fortunate, those with disabilities, etc. I feel we all are in a better place in life when those in difficult situations are given a chance to take a step or two up the ladder of life. I'm glad the story revolved around children because that is where we can make the most effective change. I started telling my children and leading by example from the time they were old enough to understand that I had no patience or tolerance for bullies or people who insulted or made fun of those who had disabilities. I also did my best to explain other ignorant behaviors such as racism and prejudice. I may not have done great things in my life by other people's standards, but if I put forth two decent adults into this world I'm satisfied.

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