佚名/Anonymous
InBrooklyn, NewYork, , -raisingdinner, , hecriednot，"WhereistheperfectioninmysonShaya？'sperfection？”
Theaudiencewasshockedbythequestion, painedbythefather'sanguishandstilledbythepiercingquery.
"Ibelieve，"thefatheranswered，"thatwhenGodbringsachildlikethisintotheworld, theperfectionthatheseeksisinthewaypeoplereacttothischild."HethentoldthefollowingstoryabouthissonShaya.
OneafternoonShayaandhisfatherwalkedpastaparkwheresomeboysShayaknewwereplayingbaseball.
Shayaasked，"Doyouthinktheywillletmeplay？"
Shaya'''sfatherapproachedoneoftheboysinthefieldandaskedifShayacouldplay.
, hetookmattersintohisownhandsandsaid，"'lltrytoputhimuptobatintheninthinning."
Shaya', Shaya', Shaya'steamscoredagainandnowwithtwooutsandthebasesloadedwiththepotentialwinningrunonbase, ？Surprisingly, 'tevenknowhowtoholdthebatproperly, , asShayasteppeduptotheplate, ', , Shayawouldhavebeenoutandthatwouldhaveendedthegame.
Instead, thepitchertooktheballandthrewitonahigharctorightfield, ，"Shaya, ！", , , therightfielderunderstoodwhatthepitcher'sintentionswere, sohethrewtheballhighandfaroverthethirdbaseman'，"Runtosecond, runtosecond.", theopposingshortstopsrantohim, turnedhiminthedirectionofthirdbaseandshouted，"Runtothird."AsShayaroundedthird, theboysfrombothteamsranbehindhimscreaming，"Shaya, runhome！"Shayaranhome, steppedonhomeplateandall18boysliftedhimontheirshouldersandmadehimthehero, ashehadjusthita"grandslam"andwonthegameforhisteam.
