Written by Emma Crisp
One day on a warm summer morning I woke up, ate breakfast, and headed outside. I heard that my uncle was coming over for a few days. He asked if I wanted to go fishing in the creek right next to us. I said yes excitedly and made our way to the creek. I loved the creek because whatever fish we got, we got to eat it. As I carefully went down to the rocks, I started to fish. I immediately caught a fish, and got a small bluegill. I was excited I caught my first fish fast. I caught more and more fish. We got a whole collection of bass and bluegills. The bass was really big and the bluegills had sharp fins on its back.
After we got a lot of fish, we took it to our grandparents house. We fried the fish and ate it for lunch. I used a fishing rod to catch fish. I used worms for bait to lure the fish. I felt happy as I cast the rod in the creek and felt a bite. I reeled in the rod and a big sharp bluegill appeared in the water. And I was trained to cast and get the fish off the rod. I felt like fishing was my thing because it’s fun and I can do it whenever I want to do it. In my opinion, fishing is one of the best things an outdoor person can do.