One day, Daddy said, "Let's go fishing tomorrow.
I will teach you how to fish."
I could hardly wait until morning!
In the morning, Daddy and I drove to a shop.
We bought some hooks, some floats, some worms, and some fishing line too.
Then we went to the dock.
The boat rocked as we climbed in.
Daddy started the motor. Vroom!
Daddy helped me tie the hook, the sinker, and the float to my fishing line.
"Daddy, let's put this worm on the hook," I said.
"This worm will catch a big fish!"
Daddy helped me throw my fishing line into the water.
"Whirr," went the fishing rod.
"Now, we must wait for the fish to bite," Daddy said.
We waited and waited.
But the fish did not bite.
Soon it got cold.
We waited some more.
"Daddy, I am bored.
I am cold too," I said.
Then a big fishing boat passed by.
"Someday, I will have a big fishing boat too!" I told my dad.
"I will sail far out on the ocean and catch all kinds of fish.
I will catch the biggest fish in the world!"
"Look, you have a bite!" said Daddy.
My float was bouncing up and down in the water.
"Oh no!" I said. "I cannot pull it in!"
Daddy helped me slowly reel in the fish.
"Look, Daddy! I caught this fish all by myself!
Now I am a real fisherman!" I said.
"Yes, you are!" agreed Daddy.
"But this fish is very small.
Let it grow up.
We can catch it later when it grows bigger."
So we let the fish go.
It quickly swam away in the water.
"Daddy, when can we go fishing again?" I asked.
"We can go next Sunday," he said.
"Oh yes! I can't wait to go fishing again!" I said.
The fishing trip was a lot of fun!