I used to stay awake at night and dream of Linda

She threw a ball in the right way, he ran as a child, and nobody would have bet against him in a fair fight. The reason is because we know that once you became very angry with me in class after the hit in a choice of class, and challenged me to a fight later. (Election of the Bureau of class held twice a year, if I remember correctly, and students voted more or less sex, the girls voted for any girl was running, and the kids voted of any child ran away.

　　I liked it for about the same reasons, I suppose. I ran faster, throw a baseball as if he knew what he was doing, and quite reasonable in a shooting with one hand. Then too, he was a child, and was a first for a child to pay close attention to a child at 11 years of age.

　　That spring was wonderful. Linda see every day in school; hear other girls whisper about us "go together" in the locker room and see a new admiration in the eyes of some of my friends. I used to stay awake at night and dream of Linda and me doing the Yankees, who at shortstop and center field I, winking at each other between games.