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Bicycles with wheels.

From small rubavamo to the fruit market. Do not undertake, however, apples, oranges or other rubavamo the wooden crates.
Remove the sides and here we had our baseball bats.
The camp was the square in front of the house of his uncle Alfred. The match lasted until my uncle came home from work and was parking his white 127 right above our "home base" .-
remember our clubs with nails still stuck on the ends. My cousin, her legs thinner nails, banged his stick on the ground and shouted: " ball." As we used walnuts
balls that fell in our yard from the tree neighbor. The rules will establish me and my cousin, the only ones who had seen the entire first series of Pat, girl baseball . A
we were playing the usual seven, but me and my cousin were: Francesca Micheli and her dog Lucky, the Silvietta and our cousin Jordan.
Michelino Our cousin said that "not worth" because he had Down syndrome and could not hit the ball.
As receiver we used a rusty old chair with a basket above. To find a place for our cousin, the receiver we did it to him. He liked to take the ball even though Lucky was much better.
also well used to play for several years. The great passing along the road stopped to watch us hit the nuts with pieces of rotten wood and run around the yard. They shook their heads and walked away.
two teams of three, I almost always, Francesca and my cousin on the one hand, the Silvietta , Michelin and Lucky on the other. A Jordan wear a hat with a visor backwards and places it behind the batsman. It was funny when he took the ball, laughing and always tried to tirarmela on the head.
One day we had finished the clubs, it was cold and our aunt had used for wood-burning stove.
Michelino said he would go to the market to recover some of the fruit box.
four of us waited for him and Lucky sitting on the ground that afternoon but did not return to our ballpark. Francesca
after a while 'went back on his bike and went home, Jordan greeted her with both hands. The Silvietta and my cousin started talking as if I wanted to hear what they were saying. I told my cousin Jordan had to go home because today do not play. He said "Okay" and he shook my hand.
began to pull the cold wind that always announces the winter. Our afternoon matches would soon diminish. The next day
Michelino and Lucky returned with a cassette. The pulled to the ground. Usually when some were skipping to the ground rod came off, but not this time. It was not wood. "I finished the clubs " he said Michelin, with Lucky trying to bite into the green plastic case. The
Silvietta and my cousin did not seem so sorry for this bad news.
" Let's take a bike ride? asked me Michelino.
" I can not, I promised my aunt that I would stayed with Jordan, "I answered.
" So where is it? "Michelino I pointed out that Jordan was not there and I was immediately before the frost.
" Cerchiamolo "I yelled to the others.
We went around the block, but nothing. Then we heard a voice. It was Francesca called us from his balcony on the second floor.
We went to his house, Jordan was under her window with a bouquet of flowers and weeds in hand, the basket of his bike with the wheels was full of our baseballs. He put the shirt of his father and had tied a handkerchief around his neck.
Francesca listened to him speak even if he did not understand well what he was saying.
My cousin seemed happy. When he had finished the arm and taken him back to the baseball field.
Francesca returned home and was not with us.
I went into the garage and took a piece of wood. I made a couple of times hovering in the air and, as a joke, I yelled to my friends: " ball! " The
Silvietta and my cousin went on laughing and touching her hair, had climbed on the bike and Michelino was trying to do with an upsurge that barked behind Lucky.
I called my cousin and told her we had a new bat and could return to play.
" Throw the ball, move the" ordered.
My cousin took one from the basket of the bicycle wheels of Jordanian and looked at her.
" 's just a nut " he said, and went back to talk to Silvietta.