George grumbled to himself as he looked up the hilly path, he didn’t stand a chance in his wheelchair.
‘I’m not enjoying this holiday!’ he shouted.
His family gathered around, telling him not to worry and that they’d give him a hand.
‘I want to be independent!’ George cried.
‘We need to get you a motorized chair,’ his son answered, ‘they sell them in the town here, we shall go there tomorrow.’
George curled up in his wheelchair and began muttering to himself, ‘I want legs. I want legs.’
‘We’ll do the best we can,’ his wife answered.
(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/08/28/30-august-2019/ with thanks).
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