A Bouncy Weigh-In

I squeezed under our front door slot, trotted past the courtyard gate, and hopped right onto the low wooden display crate at the corner produce stall! Perched beside a pyramid of oranges sat an old-fashioned mechanical scale with a wide, gleaming chrome bowl. I didn't wait a single second! I took a flying leap straight into the polished metallic dish. Clank-boing! The bowl dipped beneath my weight, bouncing up and down while the red pointer on the round dial gave a lively spin! My wide green reflection wobbled along the curved steel, and every little bounce sent a bright sunbeam flashing across the wooden stall.