I read a story about kites yesterday. I read about a yarn about kites and it is written for the school paper. I have read a story about kites. And the schools that remained high like a kite. And I am suppose to be entertained because the story is moving. It is a story about a son and his dad. About how the relationship changes in time.
Relationships in the name of the families' heritage builds strong roots that eventually creates houses that become homes, into a neighborhood, community, town, to cities and nations that'll remain hmmm unperturbed by any calamity or catastrophe, disasters that may occur. True or not, that seasons may vary according to locations, & urban planners, engineering, industrial, management, and leaders of varying degrees, would fight to uphold. That never - ending battle to do the right thing, the right thing, the right thing...
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