It was one of the rare pleasant spring days in
Boston. Matthew and
Jake were sitting around the SIPB Office and
Matthew was trying to get people to go fly a kite.
Jake said he had to tool,
but Matthew convinced him otherwise. This story is about Matthew, Jake, and
a Kite.
This story is not about
On with the story
So, Matthew and Jake went outside with the kite.
It was a
pretty kite. They stood in Kresge Oval and tried
to get it to fly. It went up. It came back down. It went up. It came back
down. It went up. It got stuck in a tree. It came
out of the tree.
Matthew and Jake decided to move over to Brigg's Field. The kite went up.
The kite came back down. They made the string longer. The kite went up.
The kite came back down. They made the string longer. The kite went up. The
kite dipped, and went up, and down and up and down. Finally, it was
in the air.
It went higher. And higher. And higher. Then the string broke.
The kite started to fly away. It flew over Baker House. Then it disappeared.
Matthew and Jake went over to see if it went in the river. It wasn't there.
Then, they went behind Baker to see if it landed there. It didn't.
Matthew and Jake decided that maybe it landed on the roof of Baker. They
went up to the roof. And Guess What?!
Matthew and Jake's Adventures
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Text by Matthew
Graphics by Jake