Speak to the Kite –Kite Whispering vs. Verbal Abuse
This past week something funny happened, the wind died. Ordinarily that isn’t funny because it means an epic swim a very long waddle across the tundra with your kite under your arm. This weekend was the tundra walk. After our family regrouped at the Vee- dub-you-a (Volkswagen van) I walked up to my daughter who was still stubbornly trying to re-launch her kite. As I approached her I realized she was saying some very colorful things to the kite as sweat fogged her goggles.
I took a moment to assess the situation and the solution came to me. I asked her if I could hook up to the kite and she gladly handed me the chicken loop and leash. As we made the switch I told her the kite would only respond if you say nice things to it. I then proceeded to tell the kite how pretty and what a good kite it was. I took a deep breath reached above the stopper ball and gave a huge but smooth pull to the centerlines and the kite drifted slowly upward. I carefully flew and steered the kite the remaining 100 or so feet to the “landing zone” and landed it.
My daughter looked at me incredulously and asked’ “Are you serious? I can’t believe that just happened.”
I laughingly responded, “Darling you get more flies with honey than vinegar, pun intended.” as I wound the lines up.
What my daughter did not know was I had seen a kite, far off in the distance, up wind float off the snow as I walked over to her. She had been too busy berating her kite with creative language to notice the gentle and short-lived breeze headed our way. I had just enough time to hook in and whisper some sweet nothings before I performed my light wind hot launch, I love those random opportunities that happen along to help underline my point, and I am still chuckling about it.