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                             Glory Top

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        Drizzle with snow 

                                                                                                           

A story Together

A story Together

                                  I am sharing the story which really made me think.

In a breezy March day, the Magistrate of the Thorpe decided to take a stroll across the park. He ran into a small boy who was flying the biggest and most beautiful kite he had ever seen.

It soared high  and gently across the sky that the magistrate was sure it could be seen in the close town. This little Thorpe didn’t have very many things that were spectacular, so the Magistrate decided to award a “key to the city” to the one liable for such a beautiful thing.

The Magistrate asked,“Who is responsible for flying this kite?” 

“I am,” said the little boy holding with all his might to the beautiful big kite. He said, “I made this huge kite myself, with my own hands. I painted all of the colourful

pictures on it, and I fly it!”

“I am,” said the wind. “It is my breeze that keeps it in the air flying so big and beautiful. Unless I blow on it, it will not fly at all. I fly it!”

“Not so,” claimed the kite’s tail. “I make it sail and give it stability against the wind’s blowing gusts. Without me the kite would spin out of control and not even the boy could save it from crashing to the earth. I fly the kite!”

So, who flies the kite?

They all do, don’t they?

In the day-to-day haste and bustle of work it easy to forget that everyone flies the kite. Without the team, the leader would never be successful. Without a good leader, the team would never fail. Both need each other. And each person on the team needs one another as well. They all fly it!

Let's work together.