Nature is Calling

Nature is Calling

            A child in a grey tank top and an elderly man in a red shirt are sitting on the bank at the pond fishing. The elderly man has been teaching the child how to tie a fishing knot for the past ten minutes. After three attempts it seems the boy finally got it! I can see the success in his eyes and the aspiring look he gives the elderly man.

            Ten minutes later I direct my attention back towards the two and notice that the old man almost has a fish on the line. The little boy starts screeching in excitement and throws his rod down to go see what his grandfather caught. It wasn’t but a minute until the grandfather stopped what he was doing and asked the little boy what happened to his fishing pole. The little boy with widened eyes says, “uh oh” and looks back to where he “sat” his pole. He begins to panic and repeatedly state that he is sorry. At this point his grandfather has a very confused look on his face, and suddenly begins to laugh hysterically. I notice that the water where the boy was had been recently disturbed and then I realize that the boy’s fishing pole was dragged into the water during all the excitement.

            I glance back towards the boy who is now on his bottom with his arms crossed around his knees and his head down crying. The grandfather reeled in his line and sat down beside the child and put his arm around him.  He then grabbed his pole and handed it to the boy. By this time the boy had already been too frustrated but he took one last cast and during that cast he forgot to flip the bail. Immediately the elderly man screams, “Son of a #@%$*!” shocking both the boy and we watch him reach for his neck and see that the hook was buried in his skin. The grandfather quickly takes the rod out of the boy’s hand and picks him up and walks away.

Seeing that they had finally left I decided to leave as well.