Memories of Old-day Fishing. For Uncle Ben Especially
Dear Ben,
Your story brought me back to the old days when my friends and I fished in the
small village river. Talk about a clean, see-through river! We were all preschool children then, and fishing, swimming in the small, winding creek were our favorite pastime. I well remember how the small fish - it's a small river which
hardly saw fish longer than 15 centimeters - kept "pecking" us when we swam. They were not afraid of us at all. These tiny, thin, little fish, most of whom were only a few centimeters long, always seemed hungry and ready to rise to whatever bait they saw. The river was most of the time clean and half transparent, so
that when fishing, we could easily see how they rose and touched the bait before they decided it was safe to swallow. Smaller fish were the eagerest bait-eaters, but we just let them go because we thought them too small. Adults would usually tell us, "let it go, kid. It was too small. You put it back and after some time it will grow big."
The memory of these friendly, lovely tiny fish greeting us with their enthusiastic kisses when we swam appears so sweet today! It's the best picture I can ever imagine today, of humans and fish getting along so well.
Such days are gone and will never be back again. The kids have grown up and the river has become very old and irritating, most of the time bone-dry and other
times flooding around like hell. The old-day kids today have no time for fishing and swim only in artificial swimming pools. The village river no longer sees
any fish or swimming yound children. But people seem to have gotten fully used
to it. Why, nowadays people have water supply and fish in all kinds are perennially available on the market. Bigger and more fleshy as these fish might be, though, people in this modern time no longer have fish kisses as they did in the
old days.
Sincerely,
Panpanpan.
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