Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Fly a Kite

One day my nephew was flying a kite. Suddenly it rained heavily.
He had to stop flying his kite. The kite and his clothing were wet.
A few minutes later the rain stopped and the sun came out. He
changed his clothing and flew his kite again.

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