Thursday, September 12, 2013

Flying kites

Yet another memory for me to share with you. I used to love to fly those colorful kites and it was my granny who used to make them and my dad would help me to fly them.

They came in all sizes and colors. From the little ones called Chicky Chongs to the large ones called Mad Bulls. Some of them came in plain colors while others were so gaily decorated in various styles and were so colorful. Granny loved to make them and my dad was always so eager to help me fly them.

As a child it was one of my favorite things to do with my dad. Granny was a terrific kite maker and Dad knew how to fly them. I always loved to feel the very long tails on them and the eyes that Granny would fasten to them. Lovely, just lovely and with my very limited vision it was yet another colorful pastime for me to enjoy.

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