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 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
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 f rom 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
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
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
Run to first!'
Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first
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 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
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,
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
A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's
least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
May your day, be a Shay Day.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
So, I have been busy, of course. As you see from several postings on the blog or totsite or facebook, I am busy with Katie. We go to playdates, have them here, go to birthday party, Truckee, and lots of stuff. I am taking a cake decorating class with Michael's.
Its fun and gets me out of the house.
I also went to a MNI (moms night in) and we painted.
Hah, ugh, yes this is what I did and I will frame it. I of course meet with clients here and there. Oh and I spend some time with my husband, always with Katie. We will do a date night when my mom is here. Hmmm what else? I guess thats about all I have been doing
Posted by Kristin at 9:40 PM
We went to Truckee for the weekend. Left Saturday around 10 am and came home uh... Sunday evening. It was a nice drive there, not much snow at all, very little actually in Truckee. Ground was dry. However there was a storm expected Saturday. We stayed at Vince and Vicki's place. I can not really call it a cabin as it is a 3 story house. Beautiful place. Here is a picture again for last summer. Kitchen, well part of it.
We enjoyed our visit, stayed inside a lot. Made dinner at their place and played with Katie. It was nice.
It began to snow around 5pm. Here it is when it first started.
This is after about 30 minutes.
Here is Katie eating her spaghetti baby food.
The snow started around 5 so it was fun to watch, as you can tell I get very excited about it.
Sunday was great to see the snow in the morning! It was beautiful.
Shannon had not been to Truckee with snow, only in the summer, which is why I wanted to go. We checked it out outside. Shannon cleared the driveway.
(yes with a snow blower)
Katie touched the snow but did not think to much of it so I did not bother putting much of the snow clothes on her.
We eventually packed up and left around noon or so. Well........given the storm, there were chain requirements from Truckee to uh... some other place. So we went to get on the freeway and Shannon says "that does not look like a good idea". It was a parking lot of trucks and cars and all trying to put on chains and stuff. So we went to the grocery store, we had lunch, drove around to Tahoe city and Kings Beach and Incline Village. What a beautiful drive. Then we went back to the Salvo's place. We thought we might just stay one more night. Mommy and Katie took a nap together.
Then around 6:30 we tried to leave again and this time it was not a problem. Storm had passed and off we went, after packing a second time. Either way, it was gorgeous and fun.
Posted by Kristin at 8:53 PM