The Kite That Would Not Fly
Maya had waited all week to fly her brand new kite. On Saturday morning, she ran across the park with the string tight in her hand, but the kite only lifted a little before it spun around and tumbled onto the grass.
She tried again, and it crashed again. Maya sat down and frowned. "This kite must be broken," she said.
Her grandpa came over to look at it. "It is not broken," he said. "It just needs a tail." He tore a long strip of cloth from an old shirt and tied it to the bottom of the kite.
Maya ran across the park once more. This time the wind caught the kite, and it climbed higher and higher. The tail swayed back and forth and kept the kite steady.
"Why did the tail help?" Maya asked.
"It keeps the kite from spinning," Grandpa explained. Maya laughed as the kite soared above the trees.