Having Fun

Me and Dorothy went over to her brother's house in Foxworth the other day. What was amazing to me were how much stuff his grandchildren had got for Christmas. When I remarked on it, her brother said we ain't seen nothing 'cause them kids had more stuff over at their own house. What we seen all over the his place was the toys what they left there to play with when they visited.
Now when we was kids we had to make our own toys for the most part. Why we could spend hours just playing with a stick. One of the things what we made up a lot were kites. We could take the funny papers, sticks from the chinaberry tree, and paste made from flour and water and make a bang-up good kite. We used old pieces of cloth for a tail. I remember one time when a bunch of us brought our kites out to Titus Miller's cow pasture and had a kit flying contest. One of the problems were when the kites got too high the weight of the string were so much it would start running parallel to the ground, kinda low like, don't ya know. Somebody got the bright idea of launching a second kite and tying that string to the low lying string of the first kite. This sent that string way up and kept things going. Before we was through we had seven kites flying, each one holding up the string of the kite sent up before that one. The first kite by that time were out of sight.