Raising the Flag

I scrambled straight up the wooden post of the curbside mailbox to investigate the shiny red flag on its side! Hanging down against the black metal casing was the sturdy lever arm. Standing around just staring sounded no fun at all—wahoo! I threw both gloves around the pivot bar, braced my boots against the rounded box, and gave a mighty heave upward. *Click-clack!* The joint swung smoothly in its bracket, popping the bright red flag straight up into the morning air! I pulled myself onto the curved metal roof and gave the upright flag a solid pat of victory. What a proud signal!