Personal Narrative: My First Fish

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For many people things such as TV, ATV’s, or Reading can make them lose track of time but for me all it takes is a warm day on the lake. When I think about being on a boat with the sun shining down all I can do is smile. It started when I was about four years old and my cousins invited me to their cabin. That summer consisted of me being at the cabin every weekend they were up.
The first thing at the lake that caught my eye was a kid sized minnie mouse fishing rod. My dad was with on my first time to the lake. He showed me how to cast but only off the dock and was there to help me reel in my first fish. Today I more so enjoy being in the middle of the lake on a boat casting. Something about being so relaxed but the second the bober sinks beneath