Flying Kites
In summer, after schools close for the much anticipated vacation-time, we spend some of our days to fly a kite. Summer afternoons are the best times to fly a kite. I remember when I was in grade school, there was a big open space near our school bounded on the east side by the city church and the west side by the province's first and only seminary at that time. It was a perfect place to fly our kites which were made out of plain grade school writing paper (or sometimes just a small piece of yesterday's newspaper). They were just simple kites but it was pure joy to fly them while running around that great big open space trying to catch the wind, "out-flying" everybody else's kite. It truly was a happy and memorable time of my life.
But more than the fun and the excitement, there were things, too that I learned that would later prove useful in my adult life. It's just that the use of such lessons wouldn't become apparent to me until I really stopped and thought about them much much later in my life.
I learned that in kite-flying, you will not truly enjoy it if you have a very short thread or string with which you'll harness the kite. It has to be long enough so that the kite can catch the higher wind and fly almost on its own. The string has to be strong enough too, to withstand a sudden gust of wind. But it has to be light enough as well so as not to weigh-down the kite itself.
I learned that not all kites are the same, even if you make them yourself from the same materials. A kite may have a tendency to veer left or to to the right. Others may outright be out of balance and veer immediately downward to the ground. To fly these kites require total concentration, anticipation and great control using it's only connection to you, the string. However, there are some kites which for some unknown or yet undiscovered reasons, fly with utmost stability requiring nothing more than a steady hold on the string. These are the best kites to fly as they allow the kite-flyer to enjoy the most out of its flying time. Of course, as in anything else, there are exceptions. Some kite-flyers prefer the unstable ones as they find the challenge of controlling it as a satisfying experience as well.
I also learned that it's not easy, though not impossible, to fly a kite alone. One needs someone to bring the kite at some distance and prompt it to fly by tossing it up in the air. Besides, flying a kite alone is not really fun. And for practical reasons, if the string breaks and you need to go after the kite, it would be much easier if you had help from someone else. That someone else can also take the turn in handling the kite whenever one's arms get tired flying it. And last but not the least, there's someone whom you can talk to forever about the joys, the thrill, and the adventure of a sunny summer afternoon on the way back home.
I learned that having a kite soar high depends on the success you have in controlling the string and guiding the kite while it is yet just a few feet above the ground. The key is to determine from where the wind is coming from, pulling the string and setting the kite against it, and gently and slowly releasing more string as the kite starts to increase its height. Obviously, the kite will not attain height if you do not give it enough string to fly.
I learned patience in my kite flying, too. Not all kites fly the very first time they are tossed up against the wind. It sometimes take three or four or even five times before it catches the wind and starts to elevate. You need to start over and over again every time the kite fails to catch the wind. Sometimes, a few adjustments, a cut here, a cut there, need to be made to get the proper balance. There's no science involved there. It's just plain and simple gut-feel or what maybe referred to as "trial-and-error."
And I learned that some days, the wind is just too strong and you run the risk of ruining your kite if you insist on flying against very strong winds. Or, on the opposite end, it is of no use to try and fly a kite when there's no wind at all. To insist on flying a kite under these circumstances is to ensure that your kite-flying will end in disappointment and frustration.
I should also note that it is entirely possible for the kite to break a string (due to the weak quality of the string, or strong wind, or both) and to lose the kite. But even as the kite flies away from our control, we still try to follow it's direction and try locate it where we believe it has landed. The instinct to recover the kite is sometimes so overwhelming that we can sometimes climb the highest tree or risk climbing an electric post just to get to our kite. The key, of course, to the recovery of the wayward kite is to find the end of the string from the point where it broke, and most surely you'll find the kite at the end of it.
When the kite soars high, there is infinite joy in seeing them fly against the wind, against the clear blue sky.
I haven't flown a kite since I was a kid in grade school but I and my kite-flying buddy, immensely enjoy seeing our kites fly high, soaring like eagles in the sky. And I'm happy with the thought that although our kites are no longer connected to some strings under our control, they continue to climb the heights with our wind beneath their wings.
We've named our kites ZARA, JUSTIN and IDA.
(This is dedicated to all the parents, especially the mothers in the group.)
awww....sabi ko na nga ba pag ending it would be your children...
ReplyDeletekc when you were describing nga all throughout the article above...naiisip ko parang practice na rin for being parents....and one day letting your kites go up in the sky and soaring above high in the clouds with a little help from you...
konti lang times I've flown kites on my own, but I have always enjoyed watching my childhood friends who were boys who make kites during summer and have a wonderful time outside.....meron pa nang parang paper lang folded on both sides tapos tied with 2 strings dropping to one ...simple pero nakakatuwa pa rin...
thanks Chito for the trip down kite-flying lane..
You're very much welcome Cat.
ReplyDeleteThe kite you described (folded paper) was the kind of kite we also used to fly during grade school. The paste we used were bits of cooked rice. And the string we usually use is referred to as "Torcido Numero Veinte" or a sewing thread which is strong but light which you can buy from any street corner store in those days.
naku! I remember that paste...LOL...
ReplyDeletethe string though, di ko na maalala if they called it that..meron pa bang ganon these days?
I'm reminded of kites everytime I drive down old streets in Cebu...kc naman...I see them entangled in the electric lines...
i suddenly remembered the book, the kite runner by khaled hosseini
ReplyDeletegaling mo talaga magsulat chito...i am in awe. and thank you very much for dedicating this one to a mother like me...i am in the middle of kite flying myself and learning to do so with more and more patience stashed in my pockets. i think i will need a luggage full of patience. and a tin can where i can roll the strings in and out. i hope i can do this well as i falter at times.
thank you again.
Before the advent of Elmer's Glue and such, there was cooked rice, hehehehe...
ReplyDeleteAs to the string, I only remember it because I used to be a runner for the big boys (which included my elder brother) who flew kites then and they used to send to me to the store to buy the thread. I don't know if they still have that kind of thread. Baka meron pa pero iba na ang tawag. Torcido, on the other hand, is how Bicolanos refer to that which is used for sewing.
Yung mga naka-sabit sa kawad ng koryente, madami na lalo ngayon (at least in Manila). Kasi there are now just a few open spaces where one can fly a kite. usually sa mga ordinary streets na lang na maraming electric wires.
As matter of fact MeAnn, I was going to say that this piece was dedicated to you. Your stories/postings about your kids, how they are growing-up quickly, your special moments of bondling, etc., actually inspired me to write this. Matagal ko nang gustong gawin ito, pero di gumagalaw yung mga daliri ko. Finally, umandar din.
ReplyDeleteNaisip ko din, nandiyan din yung iba (hindi lang mothers kundi pati fathers din), whom I liken to kite-flyers. So, I thought para sa lahat na lang (including those who are future parents).
Yun din ang naalala ko bigla.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, Tochie, I used to fly kites when I was a kid. We also made gurion with the bow and pawid to serve as a reed to resonate the sound when you fly it. I truly enjoyed those summer days when I flew kites.
Talking about our children as kites, you are right on the nose about us being the wind beneath their wings, good or bad, strong or weak. Amen.
dapat magkaroon ka na ng anthology!
ReplyDeleteMy mom taught me how to make this kite and using cooked rice to glue the tail. Same thing with the thread. Boy, you have a memory like a fox for remembering that brand of thread. I've already forgotten that brand name but you are right, they are available in any street corner stores.
ReplyDeleteLater on when we started making more sophisticated kites, nag lagay na kami ng bubog sa thread so in kite fighting, we could snap the other guys thread para umalagwa.
Sabi ko nga, while I was writing this, most likely you guys will remember The Kite Runner (book or film) of which I did a review before (http://chitoirigo.multiply.com/reviews/item/7). Balak ko sana na ilagay yung "Dedicated to parents..." right at the start. But I wanted to create a little twist at the ending kaya yun.
ReplyDeleteI'm familiar, too, with that reed you're referring to. We used to call the entire "contraption" a "samba" from the humming sound it made as the wind goes through it.
You truly are the wind beneath your kids' wings Joey. Keep it blowing.
Op, op, op...easy ka lang Angelo. Masyado nang malayo yang tina-target mo :-) Mamaya nyan baka ang lumabas as "Antok-logy," dahil a-antukin ka sa pagbabasa, hehehehe..
ReplyDeleteWow, Joey, your mom must be one cool cookie! Ako natuto lang ako sa mga tambay sa amin. My mom, wasn't into it all. In fact, matindi ang sermon (minsan mas grabe pa) ina-abot ko sa aking nanay ko pag nalaman na kung saan-saan na naman ako nakarating kaka palipad ng saranggola. But I love her for that. Bless her soul.
ReplyDeleteThe gauge 20 thread has just the right thickness for the kind of kites we fly. But for kite combats or kite fights, we use a sturdier type of string and laced by "bubog" the finest kind of which is that from a finely crushed florescent bulb (I wrote about this in my review of Kite Runners).
Thank you Tochie. It was my mom who instilled in us to teach our kids and make time with them by example so they can continue to carry that on with their kids as well.
ReplyDeleteThank God my mom is still up and around. Yes, she is one cool cookie and a very smart one too. Maski puro sermon at palo ang inaabot ko, she taught us a lot of good things we need to know to raise a good family. Of all her siblings (12 brothers and sisters), my mom was praised by her oldest sister and by some of her siblings for raising us properly.
ReplyDeleteEven beyond the grave, our Moms are still blowing the wind with us to power our children's flight, Joey.
ReplyDeleteYou are right Tochie. We used the heavier gauge thread laced with bubog for kite combats.
ReplyDeleteFor the gurion, we used the big heavy one. Speaking of Gurion, can you help me search "how to make a gurion". I still plan on doing it someday once I get the right bamboos. I don't seen to have any luck googling it. Thanks Tochie.
Such is the power of the legacy they leave their children.
ReplyDeleteHere's the closest source I got - http://www.kitelife.com/magazine/issue01/singkites/content.php
ReplyDeleteNakakatuwa talaga ito, and that is the kind of kite that I used to make. Pero hindi ito katuwatuwa sa mga taga Cabadbaran. Cabadbaran is my mom's native province in Agusan del Norte, Mindanao. I spent a lot of summers there.
ReplyDeleteOne time, I made my kind of kite and, like a proud Manileno, took it out on the street and I ran for it to take the wind. From the side of the street were a couple of kids who saw my kite and shouted, while laughing: wakwak, wakwak (asuwang. asuwang). they actually meant, what an ugly kite. Hahaha.
In that town, they made huge kites, some as tall houses. They really looked magnificent and colorful. Most of the time, like in your stories, they attached bows unto the kites for the them to make menacing drones. The young men gleefully engaged in kite combat where they armed/glued ground glass (bubog) to the strings of the big kites.
They hoist a kite with two or three guys throwing it up into the air. And a challenger follows suit. Then they tangle. After several alagwa ang hila, one string would break and you'd see one kite going on a free drift, going far and away to crash far off. It is actually a sad spectacle, graver than Charlie Brown's grief over losing his many a triangle kite to a tree monster.
One time, I asked my cousins to make skeletons of gurion that I took home to Manila so that I complete them with papel de hapon. Of course, like you have inferred Chito, there is a certain talent to making a kite. Wala yata akong napalipad doon sa dinala ko.
ReplyDeleteay..wawa naman ang wakwak kite...este...ang simple na kite...medyo sosi na pala sila there at that time...
ReplyDeleteyou can just put them on display...if maganda ang designs..bahala na lang na di lumipad muna :-)
ReplyDeleteI was a kid no. siyempre gusto ko paglaruan.
ReplyDeleteI remembered when my 2 younger brothers used to make their own kites with different colour of Japanese papers & glued with paste made out of starch & they were kinda pretty....i never get a chance to really play &/or fly a kite...all my playmates were boys, my brothers & my cousins at that time...they just let me held the wooden wand where the thread was looped in to & pulled it 'lil by 'lil at times, i guess to keep the kite keep on flying...i enjoyed being the spectator of flying kites..i was facinated watching how they flew up so high & looking at some other kites flying up so high out there in the beautiful blue sky, like going & going up infinitely...those were one great memories of some summertime way back of yesteryears...thanks for this nice piece of your inspiring summer fun time with your buddies...timeless & priceless memories!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tochie. I already bookmarked it and it is a good link. Balikan ko na lang ulit.
ReplyDeleteNasa yo pa yung frame? Display mo na lang as if it was flying in your home. High ceiling ka naman, di ba?
ReplyDeleteoh sorry, sorry, I thought at that time you were a bit older (e akala ko mahilig ka pa rin ng kites even if medyo older na..hehe)
ReplyDeleteI'd come to this again Chito.. nice idea! love kite flying..oh yeah, that was a big adventure for my bros. then..may nilalagay pa silang tibo..para killing ng ibang kites..those were the intrigues at such young ages!
ReplyDeleteSee you back soon, Nons.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed saranggolas, too....but haven't flown one in close to twenty years. The last time that I did, it was in our backyard in Texas. My children's dad used to take the boys to the park to fly the kite, but he wasn't home that day and the boys wanted to play with the kite. We stepped out into the backyard which faced the big open field of the middle school behind our house. My thought was to leave our fenced-in backyard and play in the school field, but we decided to run up and down the backyard first with the kite flying low. To my surprise, the wind started pulling the kite up higher and higher and with a little bit of tugging, the kite started soaring smoothly high above us. It was a very nice feeling...and surprised me that we were able to fly the kite while standing in the backyard.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this post, Toch. Now I have to get my sons to take me and Bella kite-flying somewhere. Our immediate areas here are quite wooded, so we have to go farther to find open fields.
I remember these kite fights in the Philippines, but have never seen people here doing that. The kites that we use here are rather expensive and probably would cause real fights if we tried to destroy each other's equipment.
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