The breeze at Marina Barrage was just right – windy and not too gusty. It was just perfect for kite-flying. Several kites were already airborne – swaying and shashaying nicely in the sky. So just how difficult is it to get our kite to do the same thing?
Believe me. You wouldn’t know until you have tried to get a kite up flying!
We were at MB to celebrate Children’s Day. My grandson’s preschool had organised an outdoor event so we were out there – to give our support – 3 generations in all – my grandson, my daughter and me, the grandma.
The mission for the day was family bonding and the means to achieve it was through kite-flying. Pretty cool I thought.
The event began with the usual blah…blah. We listened respectfully. But Faris, my grandson was looking longingly at the kite – which by the way was a gift from the school.
… And hurray … it was time to fly the kite. Faris and his mom went to the field to find a spot.
“Ok Faris. You hold this line here. I’ll launch the kite for you. And you just pull and let go the line, ok? It will fly.” His mother intoned with confidence.
I don’t remember ever teaching or playing kite with my daughter when she was a lot smaller so where was the confidence coming from? But then again do you require much skills to fly a kite?
Whoosh. Up went the kite. It hovered in the air for a while and then went down plop on the ground. They tried to get the kite airborne several times. But the kite had other ideas. Obviously it was not a co-operative kite.
I took the line from Faris and tried to help but didn’t quite succeed either. Obviously seniority didn’t make a cut with this kite either.
The sight of 3 generations trying desperately to get a kite flying must have moved some people to help. Teacher Bakti who happened to be Faris’s teacher came to help.
She took the line and when the kite went whooshing up it stayed up. She was pulling and letting go the line – and wow – the kite went up, up and away.
Teacher Bakti put the line into Faris’s hand. He was beaming with delight. His kite was swaying and shashaying in the sky just like the other kites.
For one glorious afternoon Faris was flying kite!
Now we know why children are always in awe of their teachers.
Teachers can fly kites! And I mean literally of course.