One breezy day, Harry and his friends, Lulu and Ted, climb to the top of a little hill to fly in the air as light as can be. "Whoopee!" and "Whee!" shout Lulu and Ted, as they jump and tumble in the soft summer grass. "Come on, Harry!" they call. But Harry doesn't feel right. He doesn't feel loopy or swoopy or light. What will it take for Harry to feel like jumping too?
