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On Saturday I took Seth and Sean fishing. We have a creek less than a mile from our house. We have lots of adventures there.

I put a huge hook on Sean’s little pole because it was all I had. He swung it out about three feet from the shoreline. The water was less than a foot deep. He had all these little minnows stealing his bait.

Finally I got aggravated because he kept asking me for more worms. I put a little tiny worm on his huge hook and he cast it out. Within five minutes he screamed, “Dad, I got one!” 

I turned to see a huge smallmouth Bass fighting on the other end. His line was so close to the shore that I immediately grabbed the line and pulled it up. He did not even have time to reel it in. The fish looked just as shocked as we did that it was caught. Sean was so proud. He couldn’t wait to eat it.

Well, we got home and I put it in our “swamp” pool because it was still alive. I let it go and it swam around like it owned the place. Sean decided that he did not want to eat it after all. Now we have a pet Bass…