write a narrative paragraph on fishing in English
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“Bigger isn’t always better.” That’s a lesson I learned the hard way. Five o’clock arrives
too early for everybody, especially for me on vacation. As I try dreaming that my alarm will just
magically turn off and I can go back to sleep, I feel something fly through the air (must be my
spider senses). I duck under my blanket and quickly feel two bodies land on top of me.
As I try to catch my breath, they are yelling at me, “Get ready so we can leave early.”
As you can tell I’m not as excited for the day’s events as they are. So by the time I roll
out of bed and get dressed, I can’t find anybody, not even the adult, so I go to check in the car
and, sure enough, they are all waiting for me. So I pile in to go deep sea fishing.
Now my other two cousins with us, Craig and Nick, love fishing more than breathing,
I’m pretty sure. I, on the other hand, like catching.
While in the car on the way to the dock, we are all talking about how “I am going to
catch the biggest fish.” My cousin Nick likes to get his way, all the time, so he won’t drop the
subject: “I’m the best fishermen.”
“No, Nick, you most certainly aren’t.”
“Yes, I am. I caught a big fish out of a river once.”
“No, Nick, you didn’t. And even if you did, this is the ocean, not a river.”
“I’m still going to catch the biggest one!”
“Okay, Nick, okay.”
As we are pulling up to the dock, I am pretty oblivious to what exactly we would be
catching, so I ask and I get a “wait and see” answer. Once there, my spirits lighten and I am in a
very good mood. So once the guide gives us his little safety speech, we cast away. Heading out
to sea, I go to the bow (front) of the boat and stand there to soak up what is happening around
me: the waves hitting the boat, the feel of the cool ocean misting my face, and the smell of the
deep blue something that can’t be described. It must be experienced!
After riding for what seems like thirty minutes, we stop and the guide says, “Look
towards the horizon.” The sun is just coming over the line of the ocean. This is a moment to
cherish.
Continuing on, we all talk with the guide and get to know him until the boat comes to a
sudden halt. That’s when this laid-back trip does a complete 180. I hadn’t realized that we had
lines in the water the whole trip out.
The guide yells, “Fish right top.” It sounds like Greek to me, but to my cousin Nick, who
is a year younger than I, it makes sense. He grabs the pole and the other guide helps him get into
“The Chair.” This chair pivots 360 degrees and when in it, one is strapped down with a seat belt
type harness.
The guide says, “Reel like you’ve never reeled before.” So my cousin, who is about my
size, starts reeling like a mad man….for thirty seconds.
Then he stops and I ask, “Why did ya stop?”
He’s speechless and out of breath.
Then the line starts to whine.
The guide says, “Let it go for awhile. Then start reeling on my command.” So he gives
the signal and Nick starts to reel once again.
Fifty-seven minutes later, the guide reaches his hands down into the water, and what he
pulls over the side of the boat I am not expecting. It is a Mahi Mahi, a member of the dolphin
family. This fish is six feet long and weighs eighty-eight pounds. I am shocked!
So with one in the boat, I know Craig or I are up next. Not more than fifteen minutes later
one of the lines starts whistling again. This time I am ready, but Craig does the most acrobatic
move I’ve ever seen, and he gets to the rod before I do. Once strapped into the chair, he begins to
sweat bullets; and he fights for the next hour, trying to get this beast in, giving ground to gain
ground.
With our dads watching and laughing, it is then that I realize, “No matter how strong,
brave, or courageous you are, you are no match for an animal that is in his own element.” Once
Craig finally pulls in his catch, it is an impressive seventy-eight inches long and weighs ninetyfive pounds. By this time I am pretty nervous that I will have to reel in the next monster. We
cruise around for fifteen minutes, and then we move to a different spot.
Right away when we get there, the line goes “Whap!” It scares me, but all my nerves go
away. I jump for that rod, sit in the chair, and started “The Fight.” I am staring down two
hundred and fifty feet of line with a monstrous beast at the end. I reel to my heart’s content. Then
thirty minutes into the battle, the line goes limp. So I start to reel like pro, but what was about to
happen I’m not ready for. One hundred feet away from the boat, my fish rockets out of the water
and six feet into the air. It is the most glorious sight I had ever seen! The bright colors radiate off
the fish and it glistens in the sunlight. Time seems to stop for a moment. Once it goes back into
the water, that beautiful creature turns into the same fighting machine that I had been battling for
the previous thirty minutes.
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✌️I alone, but not an idle man✌️
⏭️ A Fishing Trip
◆Douglas Schnorr
◆One nice day last summer my father and I decided to go fishing. We left early in the morning, crossing over Niagara River on the ferry.
◆We stopped at a fisherman's shanty on the river and bought a pail of minnows. With these, our fishing tackle and lunch, we started up the river to an old ship yard. The docks and ships were falling apart. The fish like to stay around the old piling and sunken ships. We fished for a while but caught nothing. Then I wandered around into different spots. Finally I dropped my line right into a school of perch. I called my father and he came running. Between us we caught over thirty perch in less than a half hour. Of course my father caught the most. In the excitement the lunch blew into the river, as we had just about started to eat when I found the school of fish. The sea gulls happened to be very plentiful at this point. Soon they ate the lunch, we ate the fish and everybody was happy.
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✌️I AM ALONE BOY✌️
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꧁ ༒❣️ Unique Star❣️ ༒꧂