Last week the entire school went kite flying, and it was incomprehensibly
perfect. The students formed two lines and marched up through the mountains for
an hour, while 杨维菊 and I had running races, sing-a-longs, and foliage-collecting contests.
She wove me a crown. When we reached a picturesque plateau, everyone sat in
little circles and shared fruit and snacks, resting between their kite-run
jaunts. I walked from circle to circle, accepting watermelon juice, apples,
oranges, and bananas, stealing a kite or two when I could. We stayed all afternoon,
until dinnertime, when us teachers whipped up some 米线.
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