There once was a juggler named Pierre who only had one arm.  Pierre was not a very good juggler but the kids in the park loved seeing him try to juggle.  One day a young boy walked up to Pierre and said, “Hello Mr. Juggler, why do you juggle if you only have one arm?”  The boy looked intrigued.  Pierre smiled and looked down at the boy and said “I love to juggle, to make people happy."

After a long day of juggling in the park, Pierre walked home. He saw a strange house on the corner that looked abandoned. He decided to investigate. Pierre used his one tired arm to push the door open. Inside, he saw some stairs. Pierre decided to climb the stairs up to the attic. Once inside, he found a strange old chest.

The chest was covered in spiderwebs and dust. It had looked like it had been years since anyone had touched it. Pierre decided to open the chest with his one arm. He felt nervous to open it, but he continued. Inside the chest was a prosthetic arm. Pierre instantly got excited and started jumping for joy. He decided to try on the prosthetic arm and he realized it fit him perfectly. He thought to himself “This arm was meant to be mine!”

After Pierre left the old house he ran to his home to tell his wife Penelope what he had found.  Both Pierre and Penelope jumped for joy with their arms in the air.  Penelope then looked to Pierre and told him “with this arm you can be an even better juggler.”  Pierre smiled, ran to his chest and grabbed for his bowling pins.  He grabbed all three and threw them in the air.  This time not one hit the ground but rather he was juggling them with a smile on his face. 

The next day, Pierre couldn’t wait to show the people in the park his new arm and his new juggling skills. He thought  he would surprise everyone so he hid the new arm behind his back. Pierre started juggling with one pin, then another. As the crowd grew bigger and bigger, he pulled his new arm from around his back and started juggling three pins! The crowd cheered!

Pierre felt so happy and accomplished with what he had just done at the park. He had never seen a crowd so big before. After talking with people he saw a familiar face in the crowd. It was the little boy who had asked him why he liked to juggle. The little boy was so happy to see that he had two arms and was able to juggle for everyone at the park. The little boy said to Pierre “Now I understand why juggling makes you so happy, because it makes all of us happy!”

The End