March 19, 2016My Fish Story
We went to a river, my dad and I,
there were bumps on the way.
First I caught a carp
with a marshmallow.
Then it stole my line and went swimming away.
My dad caught him again.
It was the same carp.
I know, because it had my hook in its mouth.
We don’t eat carp,
so I put it back.
It was super big.
Then I caught a trout.
We took the bones out of it …
and my dad ate it.
I didn’t try it, because
I didn’t feel like trying it.
We walked down a trail,
and I saw horse poop.
Horses poop where they want to poop.
from 2016 RYPA