The Outrageous Antics of the Kite-Flying Kiwi

In the peculiar pastures of placid New Zealand, there resided a
kiwi named Keith with an insatiable fascination for kites. This
unassuming, flightless bird was confounded by the concept of
anything non-flying soaring among the clouds - a realm otherwise
reserved only for those with wings. Keith was not deterred by his
lack of flight, instead he succumbed to an obsessive enthusiasm
for kite-flying that was both peculiar and captivating. To the
utter amazement and, at times, the bewilderment of other kiwis,
Keith was often found sprinting through the grassy plains of
their homeland, trailing a vibrant spectra of kites fluttering in
the sky. "Keith," his mum would often chide, shaking her head at
the unusual sight, "What kind of bird devotes its time to flying
kites when they should be digging for worms?" Keith, summoning
the grandest of kite strings from his collection, simply twirled
the spool in response and sent another brilliant kite into the
sun-drenched sky. With a twinkle in his eye and an unflappable
zest for unnatural flight, he retorted, "Mum, why dig for worms
when you can hook the clouds?" This bewildering phrase quickly
became Keith's motto. He scampered day and night, dealing in
whimsy and whimsical winds, forever obsessed with guiding his
kaleidoscopic kites to unreachable heights.