A Kite on the Wrong Roof
On a breezy afternoon, Samir's red dragon kite snapped its string and sailed over the fence. He chased it down Willow Street and watched it settle on the roof of a yellow house at the corner. He did not know the family who lived there, and he had no idea how to climb up for it.
Samir sat on the curb, feeling sad. Then he noticed a ladder lying in the neighbor's yard, but he knew that asking was better than borrowing without permission.
He walked up the path and knocked. A tall woman answered. "I am Mrs. Delgado," she said. "Are you looking for something?"
Samir explained about the kite. Mrs. Delgado said she would not let a child climb on a roof, but she had a better idea. She fetched a long, light pole with a hook, usually used for hanging flower baskets.
Standing on the grass, she reached carefully and lifted the string. The kite slid off and floated down into Samir's hands.
"Thank you!" he said. Mrs. Delgado smiled. "Next time, tie a longer tail on it. A heavier tail keeps a kite steady."
The next weekend, Samir returned with a new tail and a thank-you drawing of the yellow house.