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KALEIDOSCOPE.KALEIDOSCOPE.
When we got there, there were thousands of kites already in the air kites of every sort and shapes and size, box kites, bird kite, boy and girl kites. And a buzz of excitement engulfed us. On one end of the dam a jukebox was playing loud calypso music and on the other a steel band was warming up. With Kite Man as our instructor: he says “Raise the kite with the cloth tail fus let’s sees how’s bad?” Ten minutes after the kite was raised bad boys, bad men, and girls start to make an attack on our kite. Our kite was the best looking kite on the dam and therefore the envy of many a kite flier. When Kite Man saw the attack he said “let she pitch and come do like she get cut”.
That we did. Then he said “Replace the tail with the rope tail which we bring wid we”. That tail had razor blades placed strategically on its length also broken sharp glass. We waited for a good breeze and like a plane taking off we flew straight up in the air the bandits quickly saw us and so much coveted our kite they wasted no time and attacked immediately. In minutes we cut down two girl kites. Then came the boy kite they we fought off and eventually won over. Now a big kite war had broken out Four times we got tangled up and had to bring down Baby Gal.
Two times we had to cut and join and the rope and bring down “Baby Gal” Because she got into some dangerous tangles.
Once upon an Easter.
KALEIDOSCOPE.KALEIDOSCOPE.
When we got there, there were thousands of kites already in the air kites of every sort and shapes and size, box kites, bird kite, boy and girl kites. And a buzz of excitement engulfed us. On one end of the dam a jukebox was playing loud calypso music and on the other a steel band was warming up. With Kite Man as our instructor: he says “Raise the kite with the cloth tail fus let’s sees how’s bad?” Ten minutes after the kite was raised bad boys, bad men, and girls start to make an attack on our kite. Our kite was the best looking kite on the dam and therefore the envy of many a kite flier. When Kite Man saw the attack he said “let she pitch and come do like she get cut”.
That we did. Then he said “Replace the tail with the rope tail which we bring wid we”. That tail had razor blades placed strategically on its length also broken sharp glass. We waited for a good breeze and like a plane taking off we flew straight up in the air the bandits quickly saw us and so much coveted our kite they wasted no time and attacked immediately. In minutes we cut down two girl kites. Then came the boy kite they we fought off and eventually won over. Now a big kite war had broken out Four times we got tangled up and had to bring down Baby Gal.
Two times we had to cut and join and the rope and bring down “Baby Gal” Because she got into some dangerous tangles.
Once upon an Easter.
