"Sometime In March"

"Sometime In March"

It was sometime in March when I was then six years old, I wanted go to fly a kite so badly - especially when and where many other people flying their kites around open spaces at the city park.  From that little sister's point-of-view, I was beginning to feel extremely left out when both of my brothers went with some of their friends to the park to fly kites along with my mother and sister went to either a birthday party or a tea. Then, I began to have an overwhelming feeling that nobody wanted to take me anywhere - especially going flying a kite at the city park.  So, I began to sob very vividly and saying that I, too, wanted to go to the park and fly a kite, and I was so afraid that I would never have that privilege since I was feeling so "left-out" at home.

Shortly, my father started to cheer me up and said that we can go out and fly a kite that he remembered a box kite set which was in storage somewhere around the house. It was certainly a part of my nature that I wanted to be the one to put the kite together, however; he insisted that I watched him assembled that box kite while he went through the whole process along with attaching the tail which was made by tying old strips of cloth one to the other, and then attached it on the other end of the kite.  When we arrived at the city park, we saw so many people who took advantage of that very windy March day to fly their kites.  My tears that I shed about thirty minutes earlier became cheers when both my father and I were experiencing that special time together while we both held the rope spool with our hands along with watching the kite soar higher and higher into the sky.  Now, that was an experience that I still treasure.

Title: "Sometime In March"

Media: Mixed: Watercolor & Water Marking Pens

Size" 6" W X 6" H

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