Camping Catastrophe by Abby Klein

Author:Abby Klein [by Klein Abby; illustrated by McKinley John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780545324670
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2008-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

“I’m going to catch the biggest one in the lake,” I bragged.

“We’ll see about that,” said Robbie. “I’m a very good fisherman.”

“So, Robbie, you’ve been fishing before?” my dad asked.

“Oh yeah. Lots of times with my grandpa.”

“Well, this is the first time for Freddy and me,” my dad said as he tried to hang the lure on the end of the line.

“What’s that, Mr. Thresher?” asked Robbie, pointing to the lure.

“If you’ve been fishing before, then you must know what this is. It’s a lure. You know … bait for the fish.”

“Oh. I’ve never used one of those.”

“You haven’t?” I said.

“Nope. Never. My grandpa and I always use worms.”

“Worms?”

“Yeah, worms.”

“You mean like gummy worms?” I asked.

“No, real, live worms.”

“Real, live, ooey, gooey, squishy worms?”

“Yep. You catch the best fish if you use worms.”

“Really? Can I try using one?”

“Of course!” Robbie said as he pulled a small jar of worms out of his pocket.

“Hey, where’d you get those?”

“I went digging in my yard early this morning. I found some big, fat, juicy ones. Here,” he said, pulling a worm out of the jar. “Try this one. You’ll have all the trout in the lake trying to eat that.”

He handed me the wriggling worm, and I tried not to let it slip out of my fingers as my dad stuck it on the hook at the end of my fishing line. “Sorry, little guy,” I said to the worm, “but you’re about to be lunch for a fish!” Then I cast the line out into the water. “Now what?”

“Now you sit and wait,” said Robbie. “If you’re going to catch a big fish, then you have to be patient.”

We sat there quietly for a few minutes, but then I felt a little tug on the end of the line.

“Hey, hey! I think I’ve got something! I think I’ve got something!”

“Reel it in! Reel it in!” my dad yelled.

I started to reel in the fish as fast as I could. “I think it’s a big one!” I shouted. “He’s pulling pretty hard.” I got the fish to the surface of the water. “Look! Look! Do you see him, Dad? Do you see him?” But before my dad could say anything, the fish wiggled free and swam away, and I was left with nothing but an empty hook. “Shoot. He got away,” I said, disappointed.

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