Look at the grass! So green and luscious and fresh and yummy and - chomp, chomp, chomp!
I remember my father bought a kite for my family in September. My youngest bro loved it man! It looked quite weird really, made of a thin plastic sheet and a wooden stick.
My father brought our family out to fly the kite and guess what? :D
I BROKE THE POOR KITE! (I broke it! I can't believe it, I broke it!?) D:
Wanting to toss it into the air, I pulled the kite against the direction of the wind and the wooden support snapped. Like PIAK and the kite died in my hands :(
Dad holding the ball of string: Did the kite just break?
Me: It... It broke!
The best thing was that my father didn't even blame me for it :) Not even a haiyo or a see lah which my brother kept repeating to me again and again.
He just kept telling my youngest brother not to worry and that he'll definitely buy a new kite for us all again. He didn't even mention
Thank God for such a forgiving father who favours and loves me so much, I really appreciate him :)
It's 3 am and I'm still not sleeping!
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