Tom and the wind

One day Tom goes to the garden. He sees the leaves flying in the wind.

Tom says: “When the wind comes blowing round, he makes the leaves fly to the ground.”

– My, how strong he is! He blows the leaves. He blows the trees. He blows me too. He makes me run. I like to play in the wind!

– This is a good day to fly your kite, – says his mother.

Tom runs for his kite.

– May I go too? – says his little sister May. – I want to see your kite fly.

– Yes, you may come and help me fly my kite, – says Tom.

– The wind will help too, – says little May.

Do you know how the wind helped?

He blew the kite into a tall tree.

Tom could not get it down.

– Oh, oh, oh! – cried May.

– Do not cry, – said Tom. – Father will get my kite down, I know.