[center][img=http://mtnhp.org/thumbnail/defaultGen.aspx?itemid=75494&maxWidth=434&maxHeight=400&names=Northwestern%20Great%20Plains%20Mixedgrass%20Prairie%20Great%20Plains%20Mixedgrass%20Prairie©right=MTNHP&photographer=S.%20V.%20Cooper][/center] Another night, the same dream. The same landscape of golden grass extended to the horizon and the same hundreds of thousands of balls of light hovered above the grass. It was always the same place. What changed was always what Risa did with those balls of light. Today, she was feeling playful, and she wanted again to play baseball with her parents. She began by creating her parents out of the balls of light, by fusing them and deforming them. When the figures were done, she added her parents face to them and then began by creating other figures that would serve as the other players. Only two others had faces, and they were of her mother's parents, the ones that always took care of her. It was with her grandfather that she learned about baseball, and it was actually a sport that she loved. There was no need to talk or hear. Only focus on the ball and hit it with a bat. All the figures were in place and the stadium was created. It was time for the game and the first ball was thrown. Risa quickly struck it with her bat made of light but no sound occurred from the action. It was a home-run, and the crowd cheered on, but again, no sound could be heard. This was a silent world. Since Risa had never heard any kind of sound in her life, her brain could no understand how to use sound, even in a dream where she had complete control. The silent game continued for about 2 hours before Risa decided it was time for a change of scenery. This time, she was with her parents on a fair. She had never been to one but her imagination created it from what she saw on commercials, posters or cartoons. It had a Ferris wheel, a roller-coaster and many other rides that Risa and the two figures with her rode on. They also tried various kinds of food. Cotton candy, Candy apple and many others. All of them, surprisingly, tasted like chocolate, her favorite type of candy. She spent the rest of the night in this fair. It was only when a small ball of light gently touched her arm that she knew it was time to wake up. --- Back in the real world, her grandmother was sitting on her bed, gently touching her arm to wake her up. When Risa was awake, she noticed that her grandmother had once again brought her breakfast to bed. Cereals. It was always the same, but Risa didn't mind. She was used to it. She ate her breakfast and then proceeded to go brush her teeth. Her grandmother had taught her how to do it just by showing how to, and Risa quickly picked it up. It was this way that Risa had learned everything she did. Just by watching her grandparents, she had learned how to do very basic sign language and how to write all the letters, but she was still far from learning how to read or write. Her schedule was always the same. After waking up at nine in the morning and getting ready, she would sit on a desk on the library with her grandmother and learn how to write and use sign language. She always had a small break in the middle to drink juice and even have a cookie if her grandmother thought she was making progress. After the break, it was time to go back to studying. The morning period of studying ended at eleven because it was time for her grandmother to prepare lunch. Her grandfather was always out though, taking care of the bakery that they owned, right beneath their apartment. Her grandmother would usually eat in an hurry to go replace her husband on the bakery, but after he ate, her grandmother would come back for the rest of the lessons. Today was no different, so she quickly dressed and went to the library to begin a new day of learning.