TO HOWARD REEVES EDITOR EXTRAORDINAIRE TD MY PARENTS AND MY SISTER JUNE AND NY AMEFLCAN FAMILY KATIE YAMASAKL WITHOUT WHOM IT WOULD HAVE BEEN IMPOSSIBLE TO COMPLETE THIS PROJECT
RETARS WRITTEN BY S ILLUSTRATED BY
ENI WATCHED THE WOODEN DAT THWACK THE BASEBALL hurling it high and straight He was eight years old and it was the first time he d seen a baseball game but he was hooked Father I want to play he told his dad You're too small his father said Too frail added his mother But Zeni didn't listen He had to play The other kids laughed at him Zeni you re a mouse one boy hooted A teeny tiny one another kid called None of it mattered When Zeni had a ball or bat in his hand he felt like a giant And soon he played e one
