It’s summer once again when I was a child it’s the month of
ultimate freedom. It’s the time were all we worry was how to find and seek
playmate’s whole day. During this time kids are also circumcised while others
go and visit their home town. Something just reminds me when I was a child
during this month and that’s kite flying.
When was the last time I have played and watched my own made
kite soar to the sky. After gathering the necessary in order to make the kite
the plan will be implemented. And when it’s done the moment of truth will be
tested. It all pays off to watch your kite fly as it freely glides in the wind
and soaring higher as I release and extend the thread on it. It’s a feeling of
contentment and satisfaction seeing your kite flew with ease. It’s an overwhelming feeling that what you
have created fulfilled your expectations.
Either standing or sitting under a small shelter provided by
trees while watching and guarding your kite. Watching over it for random
instances might occur or happen. If the wind is quite strong the kite would
crash or the thread would snap. Or even worse if there are nearby kites and end
up entangling with yours.
When will I try this again?
When would I make
another homemade kite and start to let it fly?
When would I blow and whistle so that air would come and
would help me lift my kite?
When will I roll
those threads again on a tin can when I am done playing?
At the moment only childhood memories linger on my mind
as I look back how simple life was way back then.
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