Scaling the Wooden Steps

I spotted a shiny golden metal bookend sitting up on the shelf above me! With a little hop, I bounded onto the top of a thick dictionary. It gave me just enough lift to grab the polished edge of the higher shelf. Pulling myself up with both hands, I dusted off my knees and gave the cold brass wedge a solid tap. The view from up here makes the whole room feel like a grand new course to explore!