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February 1st, 2006

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02:09 pm - Well worth reading ...

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 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, 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 kn! ew 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 accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. 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 put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had 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 'cause 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 the other team 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 be able to 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, but 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 head of the first baseman, 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 ran that far but 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 ra n towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and 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, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned 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 those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, 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 boy! s from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.

Shay didn't make it to another summer and 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 abou! t life choices, people think twice about sharing. 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 on your address list that 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 that opportunity to brighten the day of those with us the least able, 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 won't believe what they said ... | You have something to say?)


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Date:February 1st, 2006 07:25 pm (UTC)
Thanks hon! We all need to take a moment and understand the values this story reminds of us. And personally it might not be the "how's Am doing" post I was just wondering about yesterday, but it's a very worthwhile post to make. I hope you do not mind, but I'd like to repost it in my journal.

Hoping you are well!
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Date:February 1st, 2006 07:26 pm (UTC)
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Date:February 1st, 2006 08:34 pm (UTC)
Dang it!

It's dust in my eye, I tell ya, dust!


(Going now and copying it to send)

Thanks, Am.
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Date:February 2nd, 2006 06:22 pm (UTC)

That was beautiful..

It made me cry (i'm not ashamed to say). I hardly ever hear good stories today, especially concerning our youth. This is something I'm really glad you shared. Thank you.

Date:February 2nd, 2006 06:29 pm (UTC)
awesome, and that is all
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Date:February 4th, 2006 03:27 am (UTC)
Aww! You made me cry (a little).

Makes me want to read the rest of the book.

BTW, the number of kids I see interacting with the students who have obvious learning disabilities in the school I work in *and* at my kids' school is impressive. Those who look sideways at them are very few in number.

This year they opened a new school next door, and attatched, to my school. It's the county's "Life studies" school... for those with serious and generally multiple serious disabilities. There are two pages (typed, one column) of students who have volunteered to work with the kids next door. The few who are worked into the classroom for portions of the day are also welcomed. *g* One girl was made "DJ" for an activity in a Reading class. She was in charge of starting and stopping the tape the class was using. I heard comments from kids to her about her DJ skills for a week after that.

At the same time, we've got one teacher who is receiving psychological help because just *being* near kids who have obvious disabilities makes him physically ill. He *knows* he shouldn't. He watches the kids work with other kids... both sides getting something out of it. But at the beginning of the year he had to leave his classroom twice that I know of. I'm really proud of the fact that he is trying... and the problem he has is lessening (long way to go though)... but it's sad that he wasn't given the same opportunites to see the kid inside the disabled body and/or mind when he was younger, and that he has to go through what he is now because of that lack.

Kids can be great. (cruel sometimes, but great a lot of the time as well)

Thanks for sharing the story!
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Date:February 5th, 2006 04:59 pm (UTC)
First off i just want to say that that story is beautiful and makes me want to change the world.

I also wanted to ask if i could be a member of girlygirltips community with posting rights?
I am sure this is probably not the right place but I didn't know where else to ask.

Thank you for your fabulous time.
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Date:February 5th, 2006 06:20 pm (UTC)
HI!!! Thank you for your kind words. I see that you are already a member of the girly girl group. If you go to the user information page of the group you'll see a brief explanation of why I set up the group. Lady_Foxchase and I are the only ones posting. We are not trying to be snobbish, but we hope this group will lead to a bigger project and therefore have consulted and decided not to allow others posting access for the time being. We welcome any questions, topics you would like addressed, or girly girl tips you'd like to share via email (ca_amethyst@livejournal.com). We try to do one post a week, although we admit to slacking some in the past couple of months due to some personal issues in both of our lives. I do hope you'll continue to read and comment.


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