would you have made the same choice (part 3)

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.

To be continued..

would you have made the same choice (part 2)

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 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?

would you have made the same choice? (part 1)

you've probably heard of this before.. maybe not... (found this in an old email..) but..

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 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 knew 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 (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and....

To be continued.....

i wish...

i use to have no regrets in anything i did, good or bad.. i never regret anything before.

but just a few days ago, i began to regret many things... i kept thinking that i would so give my whole life now, jz to relive my life... hit a restart button somewhere like in a solitaire game and this time, play my cards differently.. i desperately want a replay...

there is obviously a reason why i dont tell u guys about my problems, and why very few people really knows me.. its not like there is much to know about me.. i would probably be the most ordinary person you'd ever find..

it is like that story about a stray cat that wanders from one place to another, but never knows home.. if ever there was a day where this cat learns home, it is when nothing else could matter more.. it would be the day where it sees colours that never existed. that home will be a place it will never forget. but what if one day that home dissappears? or there comes a day where this cat is no longer wanted or needed? or the people in that home decides that its time to let the cat go?

if the cat has never known any colours, it wont have a problem losing them. if the cat has never known home, it would be glad to just wander around, and occasional kindness would be sufficient to live on. but losing them after learning them would mark the end of any purpose to live.

a place from once upon a time

if only i can find words to describe this...

it was like finding a picture of a town long forgotten. it was a town that i once loved so so dearly, a town where every moment spent meant the world. but like every other places, i cant stay forever. leaving that town took away a part of my very soul..

when i left that town, i took an oath to never return or look back... because i know that if i do, it would be the end the life that i have now... still, i every place i go, i find a piece of that town, its dreams and its spirit that has caught the other parts of the world..

today i found a photo taken in this place from once upon a time.. just by looking at it almost broke me down. it made me truly realize just how much i miss that town... and how much i want to go back to live just another day. the familiar shops in the background of the picture were once again brought back from the dusty corner of my memories.. and because of that, a healing wound was injured again.

who am i?

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.

Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
i am yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.

Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.

Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
i am yours.

the sweet thought of death

this world never seize to amaze me...

why?? hehz... u probably wont find in anywhere else in the universe where all the pain and sadness coexists with joy and peace.

i think bout dying quite often i think... i couldn't sleep one nite n thought bout what whould happen if i were to find out i was dying.... like mayb in 24 hrs... the first thought was that i was so glad to just die! i dont mind at all....

then i thought bout what i would do in this 24 hrs... den i remember my family.. gosh, theres so much i want to say.... things i couldn't say usually... there is a million things i want to let them know... then i thought bout my friends... and the same, thers so much i want to tell them.. so much that 24 hrs weren't enough.... from my friends living close to me, to the ones scattered across the globe....

and i remembered of the things i so wanted to do, things i never did before.. things i'll regret not doing forever.. then i thought about what will my friends feel if i was dead.. will they be sad?? glad?? den i imagine if one of my friends were to just pass away... that thought killed me.

there was too much to do in 24 hrs... even too much for a lifetime.. hehz... mayb its not good to die so soon after all.... dat made me want to hang on... still.... while there are so many awesome times, the equal amount of pain jz hurts badly...

^.^ i'm still alive tho! as god is my comfort...