A High-Flying Acorn

Climbing down the rough oak trunk was way easier than jumping into it! Once my boots hit the soft dirt, I found a giant, shiny brown acorn resting near the root. It looked completely solid, just like a tiny bowling ball! I planted my feet, held my red staff back with both hands like a club, and swung with everything I had—crack! The acorn launched straight through the air, zipped across the lawn, and rattled right against a discarded metal watering can with a loud clang. That was an awesome hit!