Chapter 6: The Golden Kite
Stanley stood there without moving. Then he glanced around slowly.
“Can you move a little faster, Stanley? We don’t have all day! the contest is tomorrow.”
Taking a deep breath, Benjamin and Stanley lifted the heavy lid off. Benjamin wiped his forehead and smiled.
“We did it Stanley! That bear is clever…but he’s not clever enough.”
Stanley closed his eyes and let out a loud cheer.
“So far, so good,” Benjamin said. “Nothing can stop us now.”
With the kite flying high, Benjamin ran up and down the woods yelling, “I’m a superhero!”
“Don’t go too fast!” Stanley babbled.
Within seconds, a strong breeze lifted the kite from Benjamin’s hold. The kite drifted into a tall tree. A look of annoyance came over Benjamin’s face.
With his head up high, he cried out. “Do something, Stanley!”
Stanley did not respond immediately. Finally, he said, “I’m ready.”
“It took you long enough. . .” Benjamin pouted.
Stanley took his time climbing the tree, then he stood in one place for several minutes.
When the rain began to pour down, Benjamin stood up and snatched the kite from Stanley’s grip. The kite was torn in pieces, Stanley fell out of the tree quickly.
“What went wrong?” Benjamin said.
Stanley said nothing. . .
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