WOW is right Fred - I've got tears running down my face - Thanks for posting
that story - LOVED it.... and i will be one of those that will forward it on to
everyone i know
 
Love to all
 
Christal - mother to Chad (AH-deceased), Matthew (AH) almost 5, and Michael
(Achon) 2 1/2

--- On Fri, 7/10/09, Fred Short <mail@...> wrote:


From: Fred Short <mail@...>
Subject: [Parents of Little People 2] Two Choices
To: parentsoflittlepeople2@yahoogroups.com,
parentsoflittlepeople@yahoogroups.com
Date: Friday, July 10, 2009, 9:45 AM








Wow! I'm going soft in my old age. Actually read this one right through and had
an increasingly broad grin on my face. So, yer, I'm sharing it. As you read it,
I think you will know why I'm sharing it. Enjoy.

Fred

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 fund-raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning
disabilities, 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 nature 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, who was mentally
and physically disabled 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 I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing
baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of
the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also
understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed
sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his
handicaps.

I 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. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys
saw my joy at my 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 I 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.

B y 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 could 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 me so happy, and coming home and seeing his
Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE 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 difference..

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.

With kind regards,
Robert H. Jamieson.

REV L Driver Training,
120 Clyde Street,
Carluke,
South Lanarkshire,
ML8 5BG.

Tel: 01555 759625

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