Throughout my two weeks holiday my two cousins came over from Christchurch. They came over to spend time with us for two weeks. I was so excited that they came over, cause i haven't seen them for so long .In the first week we all planned that we would go fishing. Fishing is like our hubby in our family, so on Saturday morning we got our stuff ready, like chopping the bait in peaces, fixing the rods like putting more line on it and i packed me some snacks for me to eat while i'm fishing.I was super animated cause it's been so long that i haven't been fishing.Then we set off down to Pt England reserve.
When we got to Pt England reserve there was kids fishing, people drinking, and i just had this ticklish feeling in my tummy. I got my rod my snacks and ran down the cliff and i remembered that i forgot to bring some bait, so i ran back up the cliff, ran to the car quickly just grabbed me a hand full of bait, and ran back down the beach, and down the cliff again and put my bait on the hook, and then aaaaaagh i cut my hand with the HOOK, but it wasn't a big deep cut. Then one of my cousin called out "that's what happens when you do thing quick and not doing it properly" then i felt like i'm gonna have bad luck fishing, i didn't do much about the cut on my hand cause i was just concentrating to fish.Well my hand was bleeding i still continued putting my bait on my hook. Then my brother called me to come to him so he could put a blaster on the cut i had on my finger, i slowly walked to him with a anxious feeling, he put the blaster on my cut finger, and i slowly walked back to my rod so i could throw my line in to the water but when i got there someone had already thrown my line in, it was one of my cousin.Then i held my rod with a anxious feeling and sat down on a huge rock.
I sat there over an hour eating my snack and didn't even catch anything, i was tired of waiting so i wined my line up and i slowly walked back to the car with a sad and angry feeling that i didn't catch anything. With all of my excitement that had, coming here to fish and it had just changed into a SADDDDD ANGRY feeling. when i got to the car my cousins and my brother was walking back back,We all didn't catch anything except one of my cousin he caught one travelly. Then we went back home. I was extremely angry.
I ACTUALLY HAD A BAD LUCK FISHING?
Hi Irene. Miss Hockly here. This was a great read. How wonderful that you could go fishing with your cousins. Lucky you!
ReplyDeleteSometimes things don't always work out the way we expect. Even though you didn't have good success fishing in the holidays, it doesn't mean your next fishing experience will be the same.
I hope your finger healed quickly. And, I hope the rest of your holiday with your family was a happy time.