Memories of Fishing with My Dad and Hanging With Jacob
My dad and I always had so much fun together. We would always go on fishing trips with Uncle Billy and Jacob. Uncle Billy really isn't my uncle but I call him that out of respect. Billy was my dad's best friend and Jacob was his son.
I remember I'm sitting in the wet dirt playing in a puddle of mud with Jacob making mud pies as dad and Uncle Billy are fishing. "Son I've caught a fish come and help me" said Uncle Billy to Jacob. Jacob got up and walked over to his dad to help him with his fish. Uncle Billy had once been in a car accident and because of it he isn't able to walk so he has to use a wheel chair. A part of me feels sorry for him. I mean no man should have to be sitting in a wheel chair. He should be able to walk around and be free. As Jacob helps him with the fish I look over to see my dad starting to reel in one. Jacob and I never really fished. Jacob likes to but he'd rather hang out with me instead.
My dad reeled in his fish and he called over to Uncle Billy. "Look what I just caught, I bet this could way a ton" he said jokingly. I continued to play in the puddle as a wet splash out of the bucket beside me splashed. "Ah a fish!" I yelled as I ran to get away while tripping over the bucket. "It's going to get me" I said as mud covered my face. "This isn't funny" I said as I looked up to see Jacob, my dad, and Uncle Billy laughing at me.
"Well the look on your face is" Jacob said laughing hysterically. "Help me up!" I screamed as Jacob took my hand and started running with me half way towards the creek as I dragged along. "Don't go too far" My dad yelled toward us. "Go up in the stream and try to get some off that mud off you too." As we got to the creek I pushed Jacob in the water, him falling on his face, me falling with him. "Hey that wasn't nice" said Jacob as he swam over to me , while I was splashing around in the water trying to get all the mud off. Jacob splashed a whole bunch of water in my face. "Ah!" I said laughing. He looked at me with a smirk on his face.
Those were fun days I thought to myself. Days that I would never forget I thought as I sat at the edge of my bed.
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