The Runaway Kite
It was a very big kite, and Keiko wasn’t big at all. The moment his grandfather let go, the wind caught hold of the kite and made it rise, higher and higher and higher in the sky.
It was a very big kite, and Keiko wasn’t big at all. The moment his grandfather let go, the wind caught hold of the kite and made it rise, higher and higher and higher in the sky.
Rhea has a new umbrella, the colour of a bright spring afternoon. And the wind can’t wait to take them both on an adventure!