In Khaled Hosseini THE KITE RUNNER, the protagonist explains us that for all of Kabul, Kite-fighting was the highlight of the winters.
“Every winter, districts in Kabul held a kite-fighting tournament. And if you were a boy living in Kabul, the day of the tournament was undeniably the highlight of the cold season. I never slept the night before the tournament. I’d roll from side to side, make shadow animals on the wall, even sit on the balcony in the dark, a blanket wrapped around me. I felt like a soldier trying to sleep in the trenches the night before a major battle. And that wasn’t so far off. In Kabul, fighting kites was a little like going to war.” ( p. 52)
I like this quat because it let my thing of when I was a child, and the next day was my birthday, and I couldn’t sleep because I was so excited.