a frayed kite got trapped amongst the reaching branches of the tree
a boy stood below, eying that much "coveted" prize up there
he attempts to bring it down
passerbys watched, and wondered how this boy's aiming could be so retarded
he was instead throw twigs and sticks that he could pick up towards a catch in the tree, which was at least 2 metres away from that colourful distinctive object
later, he called in additional reinforcements as the form of his parents
he attempted to climb up the tree by stepping on his father's shoulders
his father attempted to throw more sticks and twigs, with much greater accuracy but still not enough
all to no avail
upon further investigation, the boy was missing one slipper
and the boy is me
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