Suzy ran after them, and after the kite, but none of them was able to seize it. It went up very high, no matter how high they would jump, they were not able to get it. Wow! That moment was harsh. The look in the eyes of the kids, the sorrow, and the mother’s helplessness and inability to do anything to save their kite was unforgettable.
Suzy tried to calm down her youngster, who was crying for his kite. It was his first kite, and she knew how dear the first kite was for every child his age. She gave him another toy, and engaged him in other games. Although he stopped crying, on his face, there was still that expression of “I am sad I lost my kite”.
The kite didn’t go anywhere, and that was the strangest thing ever. The kite kept flying up and up in the air, until it reached a certain point. At that moment, Suzy could see that there was other kites up there in the open sky, but none of them was a “1Zumba” kite flying with no control. All the other kites were managed by their controllers. She felt sorry that that happened although it was not in her hands at all, to control any part of that incident.
What else should she have done? She continued watching the kids, looking up in the sky from time to time, to make sure that she was still aware of where the kite was. The beach bathrooms were terrible, cement type, with open walls, there was nobody else there, but still, it was ugly, and creepy.e was probably my “1Zumba” Kite! 😉
[To be continued]
