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Monday, August 22, 2011


Monday Motivation:

Never underestimate the power of resistance...

It's the force you need to take flight,

even if you're just flying a kite.

Today I'm sharing my blog with the magnificent Martin King. Martin is on a to write "100 blogs as a child" during the month of August. Please welcome Martin, and his memory of one of his favourite toys... a kite.

Nowadays there is a whole of amazing toys that young kids can have bought for them. Back in my day it was pretty simple. And one of those simple toys was known as a kite.

Whenever we would go to the seaside a child’s kite was always a welcome friend. With the wind whipping in from the sea, once you got it up, you often could it flying for hours. The beach would always be stocked with children and their kites.

Now a kite invariably consisted of a diamond shape piece of material stretched over two bits of wood and attached to a very, long piece of string. Bit with the advancement of technology, so did the progress of those magnificent flying machines.

First of all they went bigger and with more colours to choose from, even multicoloured. Then you had the box kite. It was what it says on the tin, a kit in the shape of a box. I never owned one of those, but man, did they look impressive.

But there is only so much fun you can have running up the beach pulling a piece of string and then back the other way. There was nothing else you could do with a kite. Well that is until the storm chasers came out.

These babies had not one, but two pieces of string which meant you could now actually control the kite. You could make if fly in any direction you wanted and if you were good, even dive bomb your sister and her girly friends. The only problem for was I kept getting the strings tangled together.

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Enjoy the journey! Tomorrow it's all about Prague.

~ Karlene


  1. This makes me think of when we took my son to Cannon Beach when he was young. Kites were key! And fun! But most of all, I love that opening quote about resistance being the force you need to take flight. Once again, nature puts life into perspective.

  2. I miss the days when I flew kites! Wow, it's been a long time... Thank you for this Martin. I'm going to have to do it again soon!

  3. Thanks for the comment Heather and Linda. This made me think when we do our retreat, that we must bring our kites!!!


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