A Step Toward the Chair

My paper joints suddenly gave a tiny rustle, and I realized my knees could actually bend on their own! Right in front of me sat a neat little white paper lawn chair. Without even thinking, I took a wobbly step forward across the blue blanket to touch its armrest. I wobbled a bit—well, that was just part of my grand entrance! Touching the smooth paper chair with my hand made me realize I can move, walk, and explore right here.