Boating

In the park there is a model boat pool. In the middle of the pool my sail boat is still. The breeze has dropped and now the boys are laughing. I take off my shoes and socks and stand in the pool. I whistle my tune and the sails fill. The boat turns toward me and smoothly tacks across the pond to rest at my feet. I put on my shoes and socks and slip the boat under my arm. The boys are quiet now. As I leave the park I whistle under my breath so as not to worry them.