Chopstick Balance

My nose caught the richest, savory aroma coming straight from the dining table! I scrambled up the chair rungs to investigate and found a bowl of hot noodle broth with two long wooden chopsticks laid across the ceramic rim. What an awesome bridge! I hopped right onto one stick, but it started rolling outward under my boots. I dropped into a deep crouch, threw my arms out wide, and dug the edges of my soles into the slick lacquer. Balancing right over the steaming soup was thrilling! I shuffled all the way to the thick ends without tipping over once.