The kite

A young boy was out flying a kite one morning. On this particular day though it was windy there was some low lying clouds and fog that made it difficult to see too far into the sky. AS he watched the kite rise higher and higher he eventually lost site of it.

Pretty soon a man came by and asked the boy what he was doing. He said, "I am flying a kite." The man followed the string as far as he could and then turned to the boy and said, "I don't see a kite, how do you know there's one up there?"

The boy replied, "I can't see it either mister, but I can feel it tugging on the string."