Go Fly a Kite

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 24th, 2014 21 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood.

I was up at the crack of dawn — you would have thought that it was Christmas! We were going to fly kites. Daddy was going to teach us. I was about five years old and I had never flown a kite before. Now I was the proud owner of a bright red kite. My sister had chosen a blue one. Daddy had worked late that night so we had to wait until morning to put them together. That explains why I was up so early.

I couldn’t wait to get downstairs and put my kite together. I knew it would be hours before my sister would willingly wake up but I was really hoping Daddy would get up when he heard me downstairs. He didn’t. I am pretty sure that I waited patiently in the front room for hours with my kite in my lap.

Finally, I just couldn’t wait any longer and I began to rip the red wrapper off my kite. Back then, they didn’t come in nice little plastic bags as they do now. But all I could find were two sticks. That red wrapper I had been tearing off had been my kite. I didn’t know!

When Daddy finally came downstairs, I told him they had made a mistake and there was no kite in my package. He explained what I had done. He wasn’t mad at me just very disappointed in me for not being more patient and for having destroyed my kite. It was a couple of weeks before they finally got me a new one. That day I just got to watch as my Dad put my sister’s kite together and helped her to fly it. I helped them tear up pieces of an old sheet so that Daddy could make her a proper tail for her kite.

It was a wonderful sunny spring day to fly kites.
I watched. Lesson learned.

21 thoughts on “Go Fly a Kite

  1. Joyce

    Awww….I just want to hug that cute little girl who couldn’t wait to have fun with daddy and sister on a new adventure! It reminds me of going to see the Easter bunny and coming home with a bunny shaped helium balloon. I laid on my bed to play with it and it hit a nail in the wall. Of course it popped, and I felt the same disappointment that you did when you realized your kite was ruined.
    I just love your stories from the past!

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      Now I just want to hug little girl Joyce! The best thing about doing these posts is the great memories it stirs up for everybody else and that they share in the comments! I just love it!

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  2. Judy@grandparentsplus2

    Oh, I can imagine the feelings that day. I never flew a kite as a child because I didn’t have one or someone to teach me how to do it. My daughter hads some but we only tried at home. My grandchildren keep theirs in our trailer and can fly them at the beach up and down the shore. It is a wonderful thing to see them running up and down the beach and the kites soaring. Memories – they are good things.

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      Living where we do I have seen them flying kites on the beach but Iโ€™ve never done it. I bet your grandchildren really have fun running down the shore. You need to try it yourself next time!

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  3. Lisa @ Grandma's Briefs

    A difficult and heartbreaking lesson. I bet you LOVED and CHERISHED the next kite.

    One year, several years ago (as a mom/adult), I asked that kite-flying be my birthday activity. It was wonderful. Though, Jim bought me a super fancy kite that has two strings with handles and takes all sorts of maneuvering. I prefer the old-timey sorts and that fancy one sits up in the rafters of my garage.

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      I DID love and cherish my kite when I finally got it! I know that I enjoyed my kite a lot more than my sister did hers. I donโ€™t know that she ever flew hers that first time. It was different for me. I can remember a lot of wonderful afternoons of flying that kite. Daddy even made me special reel to wind my string on and to hold while I was flying my kite. I have very vivid memories of standing out in the field watching it fly.

      Kite flying sounds like a great birthday activity. Iโ€™m like you; I will stick with the simple one string kind although it might not have to be diamond shape. I saw a really cute little ladybug kite on Amazon that I might need.

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  4. Sandy

    Oh, your poor little heart must have been broken. What a tough lesson. I want to hug little Kc, too!

    I don’t remember flying a kite as a little kid, but I sure love it now! I have a really cool one that looks like a hawk flying. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  5. sarah christian

    Awwww, bless your heart! it can be so hard to wait for someone to get up in the morning! Hard lesson to learn for sure. Not as much fun at all to watch someone else fly a kite when you were so looking forward to learning to build and fly your own. Want to just give you a great big hug, and tell you it will be okay.

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      I donโ€™t know if I learned to be more patient from the experience but I certainly do remember it in vivid detail!

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      It is good to hear from you old friend! Debra talked me into posting these old childhood tales and I really am having fun with it! Hope you are feeling lots better!

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  6. Joy @ Yesterfood

    Kc, I had a very similar kite experience…my dad had gotten a box kite for me, and, like you, I couldn’t wait to fly it. So I snuck out of the house VERY early one morning and flew it by myself. I was really little, about 5, probably. ๐Ÿ™‚ My dad must have shown me how to fly it already. My parents woke up and couldn’t find me. Luckily, I hadn’t gone too far. I don’t remember getting in trouble for it- we lived in a tiny town back in the day, so I don’t think it was a big deal.

    I haven’t flown kites since I was a kid….now with grands, I MUST start the kite thing back up!! First pretty day of spring, maybe we can. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Grandma Kc Post author

      Hi Joy, I grew up in a very small town, too โ€“ 1700 people and you could wonder off without parents getting very concerned. Certainly different than the neighborhood and times that Amara lives in.

      Amara has flown kites with her parents but she and I have never flown them together so like you I am thinking maybe spring!

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