One thing I've learned in the amount of time I've spent in this TOWNHOUSE (that's what they call it) is that most of the things I'd like to have are just out of my reach. Another thing I've learned is that I have to look up to see those good things.
I had never tried to REACH one of those things before. I figured I'd wait until I grew older and wiser. But then I thought: why should I wait? How will I know I can't reach them unless I try?
I decided I'd try for the highest counter top in the kitchen first, figurin' if I could reach it, I could reach the lower ones easy. I'd seen enough TV to know if you want to take off, you need a runway. So I started from under the table, took off at high speed, and when I reached maximum velocity, launched myself upwards.
As soon as I heard the thud, and felt a sharp pain in my noggin', I knew I'd missed my target. I thought I heard a siren, too, but that turned out to be somebody hollerin' at me. Somethin' about how I dented a cabinet.
Well, I admit I was a bit disappointed, and things didn't turn out like I hoped, but Otis P. Milkweed is an optimist:
If at first you don't succeed, wait until your legs grow longer, and try again.
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