kites and bicycles

The sky fills up with kites on Saturday. During my run with Yanti (mother) we passed throngs of boys whose eyes were fixed somewhere hundreds of feet in the air. Other boys riding bicycles had wedged empty plastic cups beneath their cantilever brakes so that the bikes roared like little motorcycles when the boys peddled. Many of these children are the sons and daughters of former leprosy patients who now live in the settlement. 

 
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