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I am a dreamer, and I particularly enjoy dreaming about baseball. As long as I can remember, I always had a small window that with me everywhere I go containing all of my favorite baseball souvenirs from baseball, which was adopted throughout the generations in my family for a couple of tickets for the last baseball game that I attended with my grandfather about forty years ago. Each of the objects inside the box that has a special significance for me and my family. Many times during the week, I stopped all I was doing and just open the window to look inside and choose something that I can imagine that a particular object. These dreams are so vivid that sometimes when I wake up I am covered in sweat because I had to jump and jump, cry aloud for the player to home plate and score a big victory that will take decisive command. Sometimes I have to change clothes, because all the scents, which belong to the baseball field greatly attached to them: peanuts, popcorn, corndogs, beer, and even smell the guy sitting next to me. In some other cases, when I just look at baseball cards and think about the player pictured there, and what a baseball career, he was and how long it is, but the most intriguing part of why she always got into my field of memories. All baseball cards that I have are the gifts that I received on my life, or because someone wanted me to them, or simply because it was a tradition in my house that the eldest son to receive this kind of thing. This little box is quite simple from the outside, but inside his treasures beyond measure, because someone in my family wanted to preserve a special moment forever, and want that moment to be transferred to other generations, so that they will be able to enjoy and live that particular moment again. One of the things that I always do that, I sit next to my friends and go back in time with each of the objects inside the box, and it’s not because I want to brag that I am (well, not that much) but mostly it is because there is some magic in each of the sites that need to be lived over and over again. I am proud that there is something that can be transferred to the next generation, and I am confident that it will be stored in the same way that I kept my window, and will work from time to time . . .

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