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17 September 2005

My brother is quite dumb to run around the field that is 3 and a half times of my school track field just to make a kite fly when all he could is just stand there and tug the kite. And he was quite stupid enough to be standin near the trees so that the leaves could have a taste of the kite and catch hold of it, never letting it go. So my brother stood under the tree and stared. He stared real hard, hoping the branch would snap or the tree would have mercy on it and let it go. ohh my. That was the first kite. He had two. Smart. And dumb again. Same thing happened. what else can i say?

He went to the field with two kites with a happy smile on his face and came back with none plus mosquito bites and a extremely sulky face. So i stood there and laughed at his stupidity. ( i could see every action of his from the kitchen window.)

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