“Will you give my kite a lift?” asked my nephew to his sister. Lucy took it up and threw it into the air, but her brother didn’t pay attention and ran off, so the kite fell down. “Try again, children,” I said. Lucy once more took up the kite. But John ran off so suddenly that the kite flew out of her hand and it fell flat as before. “Try again,” said I. They did, and with more care, but a side wind came suddenly. As Lucy let go the kite, it was blown against some bushes and the tail was caught. Meanwhile, I went to the kite’s assistance and set the tail free from the bushes. I told them to find a more open area and then try again. We found an open area. I threw the kite up as John ran off. It rose up and promised a high flight. But John was so pleased that he stopped short to look upward. The string became loose. The kite shook and came down to the ground. “I won’t try anymore. The kite won’t fly. ” said he angrily. I replied, “A few disappointments are not supposed to discourage us. And now try again.” And he tried and succeeded, for the kite was carried upward on the breeze as lightly as a feather. After enjoying the sight as long as he excited, John began to roll up the string slowly. “Shall we come out tomorrow and try again.” I smiled, “Yes, dear children. I wish to teach you the value of keeping trying. Whenever you fail, remember – TRY AGAIN!”