As a child, I had a weekly allowance for my kites.
My mother used to give me money for one kite a week. No More.
And everyday evening after school, I would spend hours and hours, flying high with my kite, till it got dark and I could barely see it up in the sky.
Sometimes, I would deliberately pick up a fight with other kites and it would be fun, even if I lose.
Crushing Glass to a fine powder, filtering it with a piece of cloth, boiling it with glue and coating our threads with it, took almost all of our Sunday afternoons. It was my sister’s job to pick up bird droppings which make a good adhesive.
I still like this activity and I feel sorry for my kids, who do not know this game.
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Blank posted on Mar 25, 2008
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Me-Myself&I said on Mar 26, 2008....
i love flying kites. did last year but not yet this year....but i will. have a great day. take care ~see ya -
Blank said on Mar 26, 2008....
Thanks.
I still can't get these memories out of my head.
I rememebred this because the other day
brooke bond was offering kites alongwith 2 kg tea packages.
(Of course, these kits had a big logo advertising Brooke Bond in bold letters)
You know, one of my friends broke his leg
when he fell down the roof flying his kite.
Those were single storied homes
and often roofs didn't have any skirtings/ railings.
Anyway, gone are those days.
Thanks
:) -
busybusybusy said on Jun 04, 2008....
competitive kite flying used to be a big sport where i live...