‘Bouncing on the Bed’ is a piece written in response to an exercise on our Everybody has a Story workshop.
Having climbed the mountain to get onto the bed. I felt very unsteady and silly. I got my balance and bounced nearly banging my head on the ceiling. As I bounced I laughed. I felt like a naughty child, but it was great. I was out of breath; I fell to my knees laughing again about how I should act my age. No. why can’t I bounce on the bed if I want to. Age is a barrier to nothing as long as I don’t hurt myself. I have not had so much fun in years. I will do it again the next time I feel down, as it lifted my mood so much.