The grudge match was settled from the church choir loft.

It had brewed for days — who made the better flier?

We required regular writing paper.

John folded his piece in half and length ways.

He took the right and left top corners

and folded them to the centreline

Increasing the angle he folded each side again

Until he had fashioned a dart with acute angles

He was satisfied when he gave a twist to the paper

and two wings shot out at right angles from the centrefold.

I chose to tear the paper on the fold

where the larger portion became a square

With deft origami moves I folded it in two

to make a rectangle half the original size.

Folding that into two smaller squares I flattened

Those and bought the outside corners to the centreline

Until it was the shape of a delta wing. I slipped the

discarded piece and slid it in between the delta folds

to make a tail. We stood, side by side

and threw our planes into the void.

John’s arrow shaped plane flew true — diagonally to the floor.

My ancient design flew up, dived sharply and gracefully

glided above the church pews toward the pulpit

where it came to complete rest. Mission accomplished.

Proof that the shortest space between two points,

pilots know, Is not always a straight line.

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