My Fishing
Adventure
was
created especially for
Michael Jeremy Smith
at the age of
8
With love from
Mom and Dad
June 12, 2001
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Michael Jeremy Smith was peacefully
reclining in his bed,
browsing through
his newest fishing
catalog and
thinking about the
annual fishing
contest at
Lake Kristina. "I sure
wish I could enter,"
Mike said to
himself as he flipped
through the pages.
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Mike turned the page and saw Bobber
Bear in the catalog.
"Boy, I wish I
could be a fishing bear
like Bobber
Bear. I would be able
to fish anytime
that I wanted," thought
Mike as he
gently nodded off to
sleep.
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Mike began to dream. In his dream, he
was magically
transformed into Bobber
Bear. What was even
more amazing was
the fact that
Dad was also transformed
into another fishing
bear.
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Dad told Mike to get his fishing
rod,
because they were going
to enter the
fishing contest!
Mike was very excited
as they began packing
for their fishing
trip. Along with
sandwiches and fruit,
they packed plenty of
water to drink.
Dad brought a tent.
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They decided to go to
the Bass Pro Shop
to get sinkers, flies,
hooks, floats,
and anything else that
they might need
for the fishing
contest. Dad also
looked at the new
boats, outdoor gear,
and other fishing
equipment.
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Mike was fascinated by the colossal
30,000 gallon saltwater
aquarium that
they found stocked full
of trophy-size
fish of many types.
There was even a
real person in the tank
who was
hand-feeding the fish!
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At the fish camp,
Mike and Dad
set up
the tent for the night.
With the boat
in the water, they took
their places,
and
Dad started the motor! "Look out,
fish, here we come!"
yelled Mike and
Dad at the same time.
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First, they just
cruised around so that
Dad could find just the right spot.
Mike was starting to get impatient,
when
Dad said, "This is the place!"
Immediately,
Mike began looking for
fish. He wished that
Larry, Wayne and
Bob could have been here with him.
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Mike watched Dad get one fishing
pole
ready. Next,
Dad grabbed a spinner.
Then,
Dad helped Mike
get his very own
fishing rod ready.
Mike was going to
try a plastic worm
first.
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Mike had trouble throwing out his
fishing line. Several
times it caught
nothing other than the
branches of some
nearby trees. Finally,
he learned how
to cast his artificial
bait to the right spot.
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The first time,
Mike reeled in his line
slowly. He was very
disappointed that
the fish were not
biting. After three
more casts,
Mike began to understand
that you do not catch
fish every single
time you throw out your
line. Soon,
Mike was catching quite a few fish, but
none of them were big
enough to win a trophy!
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With the noon sun
directly overhead,
Dad reeled in the line, but Mike
left
his line out and set
his rod by his seat.
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While he was eating
lunch, Mike heard
a noise next to him.
There was a
quick jerk, and his
pole almost fell
into the water.
Mike quickly grabbed
the pole, but the fish
that Mike had
hooked was so-o-o big
that it began to
pull the boat!
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The sandwiches flew
overboard as Mike,
Dad, the boat, and the fish headed down
through the rapids.
Dad looked so
funny trying to keep
one hand on the
boat and the other on
his hat. Mike
would have chuckled, if
he had not been
afraid of losing his
fish.
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As the boat raced
toward the shore,
the other fishing
contestants could
not get out of the way
fast enough.
Fishing poles were
snapping, and lines
were breaking, as
Larry, Wayne and Bob
and his other friends
were cheering
from the banks.
Mike was ready to
land the fish and try
to win the trophy!
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