Hopscotch Champion

I jogged into the park path and skidded to a halt right in front of a giant hopscotch court drawn in vibrant neon pink and yellow chalk! The squares were practically as wide as my whole wingspan. I hunted down a smooth, flat gray pebble, wound up, and tossed it with an underhand flick straight into box number four with a satisfying dusty clink. Then came the jump! I leaped forward, landing one sneaker in square one, then snapped my legs wide across two and three. Balancing on one foot inside four to scoop my pebble back up kicked up tiny pink clouds all over my shoes—total playground victory!