June 22, Thursday, cloudy
Before dinner, I saw the sister next door fishing. I walked over and watched on the side. Her dad and brother were also there. I saw her dad put a piece of worm on the hook. His son wanted to fish by himself. He took the fishing rod and walked to the side of the small river. With one hand holding the hook and the other holding the fishing rod, he threw the line out. After a while, he pulled up the line, but there was no fish. Accidentally, the hook caught a corn leaf on the shore. I helped to remove the hook. Then his grandfather called for dinner, and they stopped fishing. We went home too. |