My First Fishing Experience

I was about 7 or 8 years old when I had my first experience fishing. My childhood friend Carol asked if I could go fishing with them. Her dad and my mom let me go. I didn't have a fishing rod or anything to fish with. Her dad took a stick, some string and a safety pin and made a fishing pole for me. He also had to put to worm on for me. I didn't want to kill it.

The instructions to fish were, "just throw the string in the water but hold the stick." I did that and every one else had their poles and did the same. The boys were fooling around as they do, and weren't paying any attention to what was going on. All of the sudden it felt like something was trying to pull my home made pole in the water. I didn't know what to do. Carols dad came running over and said "pull on the stick and string and see if anything is on the pin. I was nervous an excited at the same time. I pulled the string out of the water and there it was, a little fish had eaten the worm and got stuck on the pin. I was amazed at what I saw.

It was way too small to keep, so Carol's dad said "why don't we put it back into the water so it can grow up. Next time we go fishing maybe it will be bigger so we can eat it for dinner. We put the fish back into the water and watched it swim away. I was happy to let the fish go to grow up and get bigger.

It just goes to show you that if you want to do something and you don't have the correct stuff to make it happen you can always improvise and it can happen.