Eh, two Sundays ago a bunch of us headed over to a park for a day of flying kites and a bbq. It really turned out to be a beautiful day since it was expected to rain and be a kind of damp and gloomy. At some point everyone grabbed their kites and headed on over to the large grassy lawn. I of course did not bring a kite however one of my friends brought extras just incase someone like me came along. I picked up the one laying down on the ground that everyone seemed to abandon and sadly to say there was reason for it. Not totally understanding how exactly one does fly a kite, I sort of throw it up in the air and start to walk briskly and then into a jog. However my kite never really gets too far off the ground. It was like walking a uncontrollable dog thats doesn't really want to come along for the walk. Sadly to say it really never did sore up into the sky like I wanted it to or like how everyone else's did but I didn't want to give up on it. It may have never gotten two feet off the ground but it tried and that's all thats counts...
2 comments:
Were you trying to fly my rejected kite? It was hard to fly -- no worries
it didn't like the idea of flying..
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