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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Gone Fishing (02/01/07)

TITLE: Fishing Moments
By Stephanie Eckenroad
02/08/07


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Fishing Moments

The air was warm. Spring was waking up all around us. Birds sang their special song. The creek was running at a good pace through the pasture. It was a perfect day to be fishing.
Was fishing my favorite thing to do? No. I was a 15-year-old girl who wanted to do anything besides go fishing. That was something we did when I was much younger. I didnít want to touch those smelly worms. At least my dad had the sense to dig them up himself. So why was I here and what made this the perfect fishing day? I was with my dad.
My dad and I hadnít done something by ourselves for what felt like years. Now, I understand how life is, but at the time I didnít understand why Dad couldnít be available to me more. Work, family, life, something always needed Dadís attention. It was easy to feel unimportant to my Dad and I guess at times he felt unimportant to me. But today was our day, and we went fishing in the most beautiful little place.
We climbed over a fence and walked across a pasture that was beginning to burst forth with color. You could hear the waterís song before you could see itís beauty. As we walked behind a little white church, we headed toward a tall oak tree that held years of history. Its limbs spread out in a canopy of protection and refreshment. The creek meandered its way around the old oak tree and disappeared into the distance.
We found our spot beneath the tree. Sunshine spilled all around us washing away the winter. We werenít thinking of disagreements and disappointments. We were only thinking of this moment, taking in all the beauty. We didnít want a single thing to ruin this time because I think somewhere inside of each of us we knew this might be our last father-daughter experience.
I canít tell you if we caught any fish. I canít tell you what we talked about. However, I will always be thankful for this day when my dad and I went fishing because we never did have another moment like that one. It was a gift from God. I grew from a teen to and adult in what seemed like a blink of an eye. College, marriage, and children. Now, I search for ďfishingĒ moments so my girls will know that no matter how crazy life gets they are special.


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Jan Ackerson 02/09/07
You did a very good job of placing us at the fishing spot with you and your dad.

Some dialog would add even more appeal to this piece, and would help us to get to know you and your dad even better.
Angela M. Baker-Bridge02/13/07
Great lesson learned. Wish you had fed my curiosity more... maybe insight leading up to that day? Your Dadís whereabouts since then? Good job.
Maryolyn Payne02/14/07
This is a very nice story which holds interest. Dialogue would add quality. Dividing the paragraphs would make it easier to read but good work!!