Maiden Voyage of the SS Squeaky

I marched right through the screen door carrying my blue origami sailboat high above my head, straight toward the garden birdbath! Sea trials simply could not wait. I scrambled up the carved pedestal, balanced on the curved stone rim, and eased the folded paper hull onto the water with the gentlest two-handed release. Ripple, ripple! The little vessel bobbed, righted itself, and floated steady as a rock. I puffed out my cheeks and gave it a soft puff of wind—whoosh! The SS Squeaky glided smoothly across the glassy surface, leaving a neat little wake. I bounced on my heels with an unstoppable burst of giggles, ah-gah-gah! Naval history is officially made!