What would you do? Thought provoking. (long)

Discussion in 'Random Ramblings' started by Frizzledhen, Mar 3, 2008.

  1. Frizzledhen

    Frizzledhen Spear Gunnin' Coons

    Feb 17, 2007
    This has nothing to do with chickens but a lot to do with our large group and how we treat each other. It brought tears to my eyes. It won't make you laugh or even make you feel good, but I hope it makes all who read it more aware.
    P.S. This has nothing to do with me at all. I just thought it was worth reading and wanted to pass it along.

    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,
    > 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,
    > 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
    > 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
    > 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
    > 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 accepted 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
    > 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.
    > the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right
    > 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
    > 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 and everyone knew that a hit was
    > but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
    > 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
    > 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
    > that would have been the end of the game.
    > Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out
    > 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 could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag,
    > he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the
    > 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
    > 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
    > the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages
    > life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass
    > through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often
    > 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.
  2. hsm5grls

    hsm5grls Songster

    Oct 3, 2007
    This story really touched my heart (whether it be based on truth or a beautifully written tale) I have two members of my family who are both mentally and physically impaired. One is my younger brother who was born with many birth defects. I watched him struggle threw adolescence and yes there are people out there just like the ones in this story willing to let kids like my brother have there day to shine.
    The other is my cousin who as a pre-teen developed brain cancer. The cancer robbed him of his mental and physical abilities. He has been fighting it for 10 years now and sadly I was phoned this afternoon by his mother telling me that he is loosing his fight and has days if not hours to live.
    I can't believe the timing of this post. It couldn't have come at a better time. It has given me a moment to reflect on these two very special life's that I was honored to be a part of. And a great place for me to write a short memorial to my cousin.
    I love you cuz' Keep laughing and thank you for the thousands of smiles...and the coffee (cream and sugar pleez) LOL
  3. BantyChickMom

    BantyChickMom Songster

    Sep 25, 2007
    Henderson, NC
    Very touching!!!!
  4. meriruka

    meriruka Songster

    Oct 18, 2007
    ok, I dropped a few tears on the keyboard.
  5. SpottedCrow

    SpottedCrow Flock Goddess

    Me too...it's beautiful.
  6. chickaboo7

    chickaboo7 Songster

    May 18, 2007
    Manahawkin NJ
    Thank You
  7. cknmom

    cknmom Songster

    Apr 10, 2007
    Dickson TN
    That is heartbreaking and encouraging that there are still young boys out there that have compassion. Sometimes it seems as though it has all gone out of this world.

    I sent it in to snopes to see if they could verify it, not that it matters, but I hope it is.

  8. cknmom

    cknmom Songster

    Apr 10, 2007
    Dickson TN
    I checked with snopes and this is called Perfection at the Plate. It is from Echoes of the Maggid by Rabbi Paysach Krohn. He says that the father told him this story, the school was The Jewish Center for Special Education on Kent street in Brooklyn. The boy was Shaya.

    It was a beautiful story, I hope I didn't offend anyone by checking it out. I always check out email stories befoe I send them. If they aren't true I delete them. If inaccurate, I correct them.

    If you want to know more here is the link


  9. ams3651

    ams3651 Songster

    Jan 23, 2008
    NE PA
    My youngest son has ADHD, Epilepsy, was 8 weeks premature and has a moderate mental retardation. In the checkout line he gets peoples attention because he is so happy and willing to communicate with them but eventually I have to tell them he doesnt talk much because he cant respond to their questions. He attended a regular preschool and one of the girls there was his best friend. I hope those kids will remember him and that he was just like them, but different and there was nothing wrong with that. The biggest obstacle is his fathers own parents, they just dont understand and it breaks my heart. They just see him as bad. I tell people, thank God your children were born "normal" because it was just Gods choice to give us this child and all the challenges that come with my beautiful, happy son.

    So as for me, Im not offended at all.

    I just wanted to add, my sister is 10 years younger than me and was born legally blind, she can see just not very well. She was so lucky to have cousins in her class who stood up for her, sometimes to teachers. She is very intelligent, played 5 insturments and now lives 6 hours away and is in law school, I admire her so much because she never saw herself as diabled. She was just herself and didnt care about what other people thought, I on the other hand gave dirty looks at people staring at her.
    Last edited: Mar 4, 2008
  10. cknmom

    cknmom Songster

    Apr 10, 2007
    Dickson TN
    Ams- While I'm sure that sometimes your son weighs on your nerves, Other times i'm sure that you treasure him. I imagine that he his is so loving.
    Years ago for a few months I babysat a darling little boy with down syndrom. I had to stop as I had three small children of my own and was also babysitting five others. Having to watch him at ALL times was too much with having all the others.
    God bless you and your husband, I'm sorry his parents can't open up their hearts and enjoy your sweet son.

    Last edited: Mar 4, 2008

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