The Kite Can Wait

Dear Diary,

Today was warm and sunny. Uncle Dan and I took my new red kite to the big park.

I wanted to see the kite fly high in the blue sky. I held the long string tightly in my hand.

Uncle Dan held the red kite up high. Then he let it go.

I ran as fast as my sneakers could go across the grass. The kite lifted up a little bit, but then it dropped right to the ground.

"There is no wind today," Uncle Dan said with a smile. A kite needs moving air to lift up and stay in the sky.

The leaves on the trees were not moving at all. The air felt very still and quiet on my face.

We tried to run two more times. Each time, the red kite fluttered and touched the soft grass.

"We cannot make the wind blow," I said. I felt a little sad at first.

Then Uncle Dan pointed to a round yellow ball in his bag. "Let us play catch instead," he said.

We tossed the yellow ball back and forth across the lawn. I caught the ball six times in a row!

We laughed and ran until our legs felt tired. It was still a fun afternoon at the park.