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The River

It winded its way around its banks first this way and then that way under a steady stream. The river was not wide or deep at this point. One could walk across it in boots to their knees. It had a stony bottom full of crawfish and other small fish that managed their way in schools around its bends. I liked to take a fishing pole and put an earthworm on the hook and put the line into the deepest part of the river behind our house. It made me think. How was fishing line made? Spools and spools of it.

I would ask Dad when he came home from work. I was glad I had my homework done early that day.

Story by:

Sander Blome

submitted at 12:16pm

3 October 2010

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