NCHPAD Receives National Award, Makes a Difference
|James H. Rimmer, Ph.D., Director|
Dr. Cordero, Dr. Stroup, and Nominating Committee:
"Thank you for this wonderful honor. I am accepting this award on behalf of a dedicated staff who has worked very hard for the past five years in helping remove barriers to participation to physical activity, recreation, and health promotion for the millions of people with disabilities who would like to be engaged in one of my life's greatest pleasures. Unfortunately, many people with disabilities continue to find roadblocks to participation in healthful activity and subsequently increase their risk for various secondary conditions, comorbidities, and even death, by engaging in sedentary behaviors.
To Amy Rauworth and Bill Schiller, my associate directors, Jennifer Gray, Cheeri Ong and Sheila Swann-Guerrero, information specialists, Barth Riley, Edward Wang and Kiyoshi Yamaki, our research analysts, Bernadette Hill and Valerie Lawson, our field-based project coordinators, and to our major partners, The Rehabilitation Institute of Chicago's Center for Health and Fitness and the National Center on Accessibility, thank you for recognizing that your work in NCHPAD is extremely important to accomplishing the mission. As our staff knows so well, our work is not a job but a passion. And we will not stop until every child, adult, and senior has equal access to one of life's greatest pleasures and most important health-enhancing behavior, physical activity.
I would also like to thank our first project officer who is also here today, Mr. Joe Smith, who provided the intuition and guidance to move NCHPAD in the right direction. Joe is a wonderful man who has dedicated over 40 years of his life to CDC's mission and will be deeply missed. Thank you, Joe.
I would like to close with a true story from Dr. Wayne Dyer's new book, The Power of Intention, in which he uses an example of physical activity in describing the importance of belonging, one of the most important aspects of human existence. It's a touching story that demonstrates how a simple act of acceptance can make such a tremendous difference in one child's life and in one father's life."
In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning-disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional school. At a Chush fundraiser dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After praising the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out, "Where is the perfection in my son, Shaya" Everything God does is done with perfection. But my child cannot understand things as other children do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as other children do. Where is God's perfection?" The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father's anguish, and stilled by the piercing query. "I believe," the father answered, "that when God brings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeks is in the way people react to this child."
He then told the following story about his son, Shaya.
One afternoon, Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boys Shaya knew were playing baseball. Shaya asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shaya's father knew that his son was not at all athletic and that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya's father understood that if his son was chosen to play, it would give him a sense of belonging. Shaya's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shaya could play. The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands 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 up in the ninth inning."
Shaya's father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told to put on a glove and go out to play in center field. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shaya's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya's team scored again, and now had two outs and the bases loaded, with the potential winning run on base. Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the team actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shaya was given the bat. Everyone knew that it was all but impossible because Shaya didn't even know how to hold the bat, let alone hit with it. However, as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came in, and Shaya swung clumsily and missed. One of Shaya's teammates came up to Shaya, and together they held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly toward Shaya. As the pitcher came in, Shaya and his teammate swung the bat, and together they hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya would have been out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field far beyond the reach of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling, "Shaya, run to first. Run to first." Never in his life had Shaya run to first. He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman who would tag out Shaya, who was still running!!
But the right field understood what the pitcher's intentions were, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Shaya ran toward second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases toward home. As Shaya reached second base, the opposing shortstop turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third." As Shaya rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming, "Shaya, run home." Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate, and all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a 'grand slam' and won the game for his team.
"That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "those 18 boys reached their level of God's perfection"
That is what NCHPAD and NCBDDD are all about - finding a way to give people a sense of belonging.