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Shay Day

Author: ; Published On: ಗುರುವಾರ, ಜೂನ್ 17th, 2010;

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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.

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….!

(Source: internet)

3 Responses to Shay Day

  1. Roopa Bhat

    Touching story.

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  2. Shridevi Vishwanath

    Really a heart touching story..
    As I readout I had tears rolling from my eyes as if I am celebrating little Shay’s victory..
    Parents of Shay would have been the happiest on earth that day!!!
    It is not only a victory for Shay, but it was real victory of humanity & mankind.

    Shay would have remembered the joy he had that day till his last breath.
    Hats off to the boys who made this boy live a little longer… who kept alive in his heart the joy of living..!!!
    God Bless them… Let the people understand that..the joy… is in ….giving pleasure to somebody who deserves it….!!!
    Thanks for sharing this.. !!! Thank you..
    Hare raama…

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  3. Raghavendra Narayana

    encouragement can do wonders.. ofcourse for the right things..

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