Untitled by Wei Ting

The sky was dotted with kites and the breeze was just perfect. How I loved this sight of all my 'followers' gazing at me as I stood in the centre of the park. I was tall, big and sturdy and I gave a lot of shade while they, on the other hand, were small and weak. As my leaves swayed gently, I felt nothing was better than this .

Wait...What was this? Something tickled me at my back. How I longed to scratch it! Two boys were staring up at me, probably admiring my beauty! The itch at my back broke my happiness once again .

"How do we get it out?" one of the boys asked the other worriedly. Get what out? I was getting confused.

"I have no idea. Should we get Dad to get the kite out of this tree?" replied the second boy.

A kite?! It was stuck in my magnicifent branches? No wonder I felt that itch.

"YES!! Get your Dad to get your troublesome kite out of my beloved branches!" I felt like yelling .

The boys ran off, to find their Dad, I guess. I could see the other trees sniggering, I fumed . "Shut up! You're no better with your small, pathetic leaves!" I spat back. At least the dogs did not do their smelly business on me!

The itch got terribly unbearable . After what seemed like eternity, the boys and their Dad came back .

"Just in time!" I snapped . The itch was getting too much for me to take .

"I'll have to climb the tree, boys," the man said in a low, gruff voice .

Climb me? Climb up my trunk?! "NO!!" I wailed as his filthy shoes touched my feet. "Be careful! You almost stepped on my nose!" I grumbled .

After a few moments of torture, I felt tugging at the back. I tried my best to bear with it. He yanked the kite again and again. Finally, I felt the sweet, cool relief of the kite being pulled away as he did the final tug, Slowly, he made his descent, dirtying my beautiful trunk again .

"Thank you for getting the kite out but please , get cleaner shoes!" I exclaimed as he took the last step . The boys hugged thier Dad and the trio walked off.

"How I wish I could take a shower!" I moaned . As if the high heavens heard me, raindrops started to pitter patter on my leaves. Everyone ran for shelter . Soon, no kite or person was in my sight. I had never felt this good in this timely rain.