My son and I worked in the yard all
day yesterday, trying to get everything cleaned up before the rain arrived. Thankfully we managed to complete
our work in time for me to squeeze in about one hour’s worth of fishing before
it began to rain. I quickly loaded my ultra-lite gear in the truck and headed
over to the city pond. Upon arriving I discovered a bible group of kids already
there. They were eating and playing in the park and just generally having a
good time.
Not being bashful I made my way
through the children and over to the pond. I realized quickly that this wasn’t going to be the
peaceful little outing I had planned on. As I walked along casting my tiny
crank bait down the edge of the water, I was constantly stopped and asked
questions. Kids are not bashful either. They were fascinated watching me catch
bream after bream on my small rod and reel and tiny lure.
What struck me as sad was that many
of these kids had never been fishing. Some wanted just to watch, some wanted to see a fish up
close and one I actually let release a bream back into the pond for me. What I
initially thought was going to be a wasted trip because of so many people
walking around, turned out to be one of my most pleasant, and memorable ones.
If you have children, take them
fishing. Give them something to do that will instill in them confidence, be
rewarding for life, and keep them off the streets.
Lowell Henderson
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