It began as a small hole in the earth no bigger than a large mud puddle, and became a wonderful lake in my eyes. Ponds are like a snowflake; each one is different. My pond is magical by the way it can change my day by the catching of a fish, teaching of life lessons, and the most important thing, the bringing of my family together. My pond or magical get away, has been part of my life for six years. My magical place has fulfilled my life with wonderful memories and opportunities.
My pond has brought my sister Mikka and I closer, from not talking to each other, to fishing together. For instance, my twelve year old sister caught her first fish in our pond when she was five. She was using an old, red pole of mine that had a big, …show more content…
It teaches you to be patient and quiet so you can listen and learn how to catch that great white of a catfish. If you are not quiet in life, the opportunities that need to be heard will not be heard. I learned my lesson by not listening to my pole being dragged into the mouth of my pond by a catfish. I threw my line out and sat there for about 30 to 40 minutes and had no bit of luck. There was fish food behind me in a blue barrel. I put my red pole down on the ground, stood up, and walked over to the barrel trying to be as quiet as I could. I popped the lid off, grabbed the red scooper and scooped the brown, M&M size fish food up until it was full. I turned around and walked to the bank and threw the fish food out into the pond. Sitting on my white bucket, I reached out for my pole and nothing was there. I was outsmarted and outplayed. Leaving my pole on the ground was not smart, for I thought a fish would not drag it in. My dad and I drove to Wal-Mart that night and bought a new pole to catch that fish. Trying for a full week I could not catch that sneaky snake. I threw out my line one more time before I gave up, and suddenly, I got a bite. The fish fought like no other as I was having trouble getting it in. Flipping, flopping, spinning, turning, it would not give up. The fight was nearly over when I saw a stick-like object coming out of the water like a submarine. It was long, red, and was moving around
My pond has brought my sister Mikka and I closer, from not talking to each other, to fishing together. For instance, my twelve year old sister caught her first fish in our pond when she was five. She was using an old, red pole of mine that had a big, …show more content…
It teaches you to be patient and quiet so you can listen and learn how to catch that great white of a catfish. If you are not quiet in life, the opportunities that need to be heard will not be heard. I learned my lesson by not listening to my pole being dragged into the mouth of my pond by a catfish. I threw my line out and sat there for about 30 to 40 minutes and had no bit of luck. There was fish food behind me in a blue barrel. I put my red pole down on the ground, stood up, and walked over to the barrel trying to be as quiet as I could. I popped the lid off, grabbed the red scooper and scooped the brown, M&M size fish food up until it was full. I turned around and walked to the bank and threw the fish food out into the pond. Sitting on my white bucket, I reached out for my pole and nothing was there. I was outsmarted and outplayed. Leaving my pole on the ground was not smart, for I thought a fish would not drag it in. My dad and I drove to Wal-Mart that night and bought a new pole to catch that fish. Trying for a full week I could not catch that sneaky snake. I threw out my line one more time before I gave up, and suddenly, I got a bite. The fish fought like no other as I was having trouble getting it in. Flipping, flopping, spinning, turning, it would not give up. The fight was nearly over when I saw a stick-like object coming out of the water like a submarine. It was long, red, and was moving around