Personal Narrative

I am reading “The Bass, The River, and Sheila Mant” by W.D Wetherell, and I am on page 5. This short story is about a boy, the narrator, that has a crush on a girl, Sheila Mant. He learns little details about her as he observes and analysis her. As the summer goes on, he finally makes the decision to ask her out on a date, soon he would face a challenge that, at that time, must have been the hardest decision he’s ever had to make. Being compelled to choose between getting the girl, or catching a bass that would have been considered the biggest catch.

The teacher appears bored throughout and once Jesse has finished, she said “thank you… in such a way that the people thought it was OK to laugh” (113). Jesse, despite his best efforts, is not like the others in his class, and the stories from his culture exaggerate their differences.

Whenever he sees her watching, he will start showing off. He performs many different dives and swimming techniques to show off his skill and prowess. He has also pondered over Sheila Mant’s many moods in an attempt to try and understand her. On the day he planned to take her out on his canoe, he spent all day polishing and cleaning it. In my opinion however, this was still less than enough reason to abandon his passion for fishing.

I am reading “The Bass, The River, and Sheila Mant” by W. D. Wetherell, and I am on page 3. So far this book is about a boy who falls in love a girl who lives next door. He takes the girl out on a boat ride to a concert but realizes that he forgot to take his fishing line off of the boat until a very large bass comes along and pulls on his line. He tries to hide the fish on the line, because he knows that Sheila does not like to fish so he’s trying to hide the evidence. In this journal I will be questioning and connecting.

Bass. The boy loves to fish, it’s his favorite activity to do in his free time. He is holding on to the fish because of how big it is, and how important it is to catch. The boy is so focused on this fish that he is ignoring Sheila. He is more focused on catching the fish, than listening to what Sheila has to say.

Because this is really what he likes to do he will put more money and time towards it. He also says that the fish is very big. Since the fish is super big he really wants to catch it. He may also pick Sheila. He hides his fishing because she thinks fishing is dumb.

He never talked to her, yet knew all her moods. Just before the date, he prepared the canoe for departure with many amenities so that Sheila would be relaxed. These luxuries included cushions for her to lean on and a radio for music on the way back. The Narrator also polished the canoe so that it gleamed as bright as it ever had. A final reason is that he let go of the largest bass he had ever hooked, so that Sheila did not find out about his love for

The waves that rolled underneath the boat showered us with an awakening mist. My father was steering the boat with one hand and jigging with the other, all the while ensuring we didn’t float over to the Canadian side of the river. He was wearing his cattail camouflage jacket and khaki pants. My Father’s friend, Hammer, sat in the front of the boat jigging a minnow. I sat between both Hammer and my father jigging away

No big deal, we moved down and found a new site…the next week houses started to go up and the fish did not seem to be as hungry. Eventually the canal smelled as the fish were dying off and floating quite eerily in the water—that was the end of my summer fishing with my dad. As irony would have it, the next month, we got new neighbors who moved from a little town in New York

After I caught another fish, I let it swim around the shore for a little bit. It swam closer and closer to the weeds, and then disappeared into them. “YANK!” The pole bent down.

I thought to myself, now how are we going to get the fish into the boat? Eventually, we searched for the net with pike lures. It was a fruitless

He looked over to me looking surprised. “Even though we didn’t catch anything I enjoyed sitting around in the sun talking.” “I did too,” he says with a big smile on his face. “Next time we will do better, it’s always a little more fun catching instead of just fishing.” The rest of the caride we sit talking more than we had ever before.

After seeing the withering fish in the drain, the lady seems to be extremely irritated, and asks for that the boy toss it back in the water. In doing such, the woman demonstrates that she is not without sympathy. The boy does not comprehend what she is asking for and this

The fish seems to be caught by fishers frequently but manages to escape each time, this time was different. The fish was caught and didn’t fight get away, the fisher had the decision to keep the fish or let him go. The meaning behind the fisher letting the fish go extends beyond the literal meaning. It could be said that the fisher is letting go of her past and forgetting all the bad in her life, letting the fish go could

The loon called for her mate to come help her catch some fish, as her young loon swam close behind her for protection. We sat in the boat gazing at all of the wildlife and beautiful rays of the sun as it rose above the treetops. ’’ I know it will be a good day on the lake’’ grandpa said.