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Personal Narrative-Going Fishing

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Going fishing
It was early one sunday morning my dad woke me up we were going to go fishing. the sun was still rising when i woke up. My mom was making me and my dad some lunch for when we were on the boat. I got dressed,ate breakfast, and brushed my teeth.Then after that we grabbed our lunches and we were off to go fishing. Then stopped at three places a gas station, lumberjacks, and fishing sort of store next to the boat launch. we stopped at the gas station to get a little bit more food and to get some worms. Then we went to lumberjacks my dad went in and i stayed in the truck when he came out I had no clue what he dad. When we got to the boat launch we went to a little bait shop that was right next to the boat launch we got some small fish that I had no clue what it was and one minute in there felt like forever. Then when we got out I helped my dad unload the boat and then we were off fishing. …show more content…

It was a while until we got our first fish of the day and when we got our first fish it was back and forth first it was me then my dad over and over again. Then I got a huge perch well I thought it was a big one it wasn't huge. It was out of the water and next to the boat when I thought will I get it in? nope I didn’t get the perch in the boat and I was really sad. After that happened I just like lost my confidence of fishing I was really sad. And then I really didn’t feel like fishing I got a few other small fish but I was still sad. But then I reeled in another that was like the one i lost and I got him and i was really happy.
I was super happy after I got him I gained my confidence back. And I wanted to see if I could get any more fish. After a while i was getting a little tired and bored. So after a while longer my dad asked if he wanted to call it quits. And I said sure let's go

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