Anil knew about kites. he knew how to make them out of paper, sticks and glue. he knew how to fly them in the sky above the village. the other children brought him their broken kitesbto mend. Anil was the king of kites. anils mother knew how to sew. she knew how to cut cloth and stitch seams. she knew how to work beautiful patterns in bright silk. the other woman brought her their old clothes to mend. she was the queen of needles. Every morning, Anil and his mother sat down in a corner of the yard. anil's mother had everything she needed:folds of fabric, reels of thread and a pot of shiny new pins. she set to work and soon her needle flew.anil, too, had everything he needed:sheets of paper, spools of string and a pot of good strong glue. he set to work and soon his fingers flew. then one day, Anil heard about a wedding in the village. "I shall make twelve kites and fly them all at once in honour of the bride"said anil to his friends. "I shall cover them with sequins and give them tails of bright ribbon. "he sat down in the shade and set to work. but anils mother was not pleased. "I shall have extra shirts and saris to sew for the wedding!" she cried. "you don't have time for kites, Anil!"I need your help, and I need your help, and I need your sequins and your ribbons!"
. to be continued