Kisah seorang anak cacad.

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 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.

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.

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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:

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May your day, be a Shay Day.
MAY GOD BLESS EVERYONE WHO
DECIDES TO PASS THIS ON IN

MEMORY OF SHAY…

Bersambung ringkasan cerita dalam bahasa indonesia

Dalam suatu acara makan malam pengumpulan dana untuk anak2 terbelakang seorang ayah memberikan speech yang tidak pernah dilupakan oleh para hadirin waktu itu. Dia memulai speech nya dengan mengajukan suatu pertanyaan.

Ketika tidak ada pengaruh luar, segala sesuatu berjalan secara alami dan sempurna.

Tapi anak saya shy tidak bisa belajar seperti anak2 lain, tidak bisa mengerti seperti anak2 lain. Dimanakah tataan alam dari anak saya?

Hadirin terhening dengan pertanyaan ini.

Papa melanjutkan: Saya percaya bahwa ketika anak seperti shy yang secara mental dan phisik lahir didunia, kesempatan baginya untuk mengerti nature/sifat2 manusia adalah dengan bagaimana orang lai memperlakukannya.

Kemudian dia menceritakan cerita berikut ini:

Shy dan saya berjalan melewati sebuah taman. Disana shy melihat anak2 yang dia kenal sedang main baseball. Shy bertanya apakah mereka akan mengijinkan Shy ikut main. Sebagai ayah saya tahu bahwa anak2 ini akan terganggu kalau orang seperti shy ikut dalam team, tapi akan sangat bermanfaat bagi kepercayaan diri shy kalau mereka mengijinkan. Saya mendekati salah satu anak dan bertanya apa boleh shy ikut bermain. Anak itu mengatakan bahwa team nya kalah 6 dalam 8 inning tapi kita akan menempatkan dia untuk main dalam 9 inning (saya tidak tahu istilah2 baseball)

Dengan segala keterbatasannya shy ikut main dengan wajah yang penuh kegembiraan, saya memperhatikan dengan tetesan air mata

Anak2 melihat kegembiraan anak saya kerena diterima untuk ikut main.

Pada akhir Inning ke 8 teamnya shy membuat beberapa kemenangan tapi masih kalah 3
pada inning ke 9 shy memakai sarung tangannya walaupun tidak ada bola kesana dia cukup gembira karena ikut bermain dan saya melambai2kan tangan saya.

Pada saat akhir inning ke 9 team nya shy menambah angka lagi

sekarang tinggal dua lagi kesempatan dan Shy giliran berikutnya, sekarang kesempatan team untuk menang tergantung pada Shy.

Shy mulai memasuki plate, dan pitcher nya tahu bahwa team lawannya mengorbankan kemenangan supaya Shy bisa menikmati moment ini dalam hidupnya. Dia melempar bola dengan pelan paling tidak shy bisa membuat kontak.
Pada lemparan pertama gagal tapi pitchernya maju lebih dekat supaya bisa dengan pelan melempar bola dengan lebih tepat sasaran, Shy mengembat bola dan bola kembali ke picthernya. Seharusnya game over, pictchernya akan dengan mudah melempar bola ke orang pertama. Tapi dengan sengaja dia melampar bola menjahui orang pertama
Setiap anak dalam kedua team berteriak2 memberi semangat shy, cepat lari ke bagian pertama. dengan mata terbelalak kagum tidak pernah dalam hidupnya shy berlari sejauh itu.

Teman dari kedua team teriak Shy lari ke post kedua. Dengan nafas terengah2 dan berseri2 shy lari menuju post kedua dan waktu sampai fielder kanan menangkap bola. Seorang anak terkecil dalam team yang sekarang menjadi pahlawan bagi teamnya.

Lanjutan.
Dia bisa melempar ke orang kedua untuk tag tapi dia mengetahui maksud dari pitcher yang dengan sentaja melempar bola tinggi dan jauh diatas kepala post penjaga ke tiga.

Shay lari ke menuju ke pos 3 sementara pelari didepannya mengelilingi bases menuju home. Semua berteriak Shay Shay shay teruskan shay.

Dengan bantuan teman shay mencapai pos ke tiga karean di arahkan sambil terikan shay lari ke pos tiga.

Shay lari ke post 3

Ketika shay di pos 3 semua anak dari kedua team dan penonton berteriak sambil berdiri Shay lari ke garis akhir, lari ke garis akhir.
Shay lari ke garis akhir dan menginjakan kakinya pada plate dan dan disoraki sebagai pahlawan yang memenangkan permainan untuk teamnya.

pada hari itu, kata ayahnya, airmata menetes dengan lembut dari anak2 kedua team. mewujudkan sekeping kasih sejati dan kemanusiaan kedalam dunia.
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!

Shay tidak berhasil melampaui musim panas berikutnya, Dia mati pada musim dingin itu dengan tanpa pernah melupakan sebagai pahlawan yang membuatnya begitu bahagia dan kembali pulang untuk bertemu ibunya yang dengan tetesan airmata menyambut pahlawan kecilnya hari itu.

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DAN INILAH CATATAN KAKI UNTUK CERITA INI.

Kita semua telah mengirim ribuan joke melalui email dengan tanpa berpikir duakali. tapi enggan mengirim pesan tentang pilihan hidup.

Kekerasan, pornorafi dll sering masuk ke internet, tapi diskusi public tentang kesopanan sering ditekan disekolah2 atau di tempat kerja kita.

Kalau anda ingin foward pesan ini, mungkin anda pilih2 orang apakah orang tsb layak terima pesan ini. yang mengirim pesan ini percaya bahwa kita semua bisa membuat perubahan.

Setiap hari kita punya ribuan kesempatan untuk membantu mengerti tataan alam.

Begitu banyak interaksi diantara dua orang yang kelihatannya sepele yang menghadirkan pada kita suatu pilihan:

Apakah kita akan menyebarkan percikan kecil dari kasih dan kemanusiaan ini, atau kita lewatkan kesempatan dan membiarkan dunia dalam proses kedinginannya ?

Orang bijak mengatakan bahwa masyarakat dinilai dengan bagaimana perlakuannya terhadap orang miskin dan hina.

Sekarang anda punya dua pilihan.

  1. Delete

  2. Forward

May your day, be a Shay Day.
MAY GOD BLESS EVERYONE WHO
DECIDES TO PASS THIS ON IN

MEMORY OF SHAY…