Gone Fishin'

Caribousmom posted about a writing contest from Scribbit. I decided to join the fun. Hope you like it!

When I think back on my childhood, I can’t remember a whole lot. The memories are sporadic: the smell of Noxema on sunburnt skin, sitting in a boat my Grandpa built or those vanilla and orange ice cream treats called Buried Treasure (Anyone remember them?). They are seemingly disconnected but for me they feel like childhood.

The summer trips are what I think of most. We didn’t have a lot of them. We really couldn’t afford to do them often. When I flip through an old photo album, the pictures remind me of those fun times. I laugh, when I see myself running from the Hansel and Gretel witch mannequin on the trip to Storybook Village. I smile, when I see the photos of my cousin and me playing on the beach.

The photo that I like the most is of me, no more than four, standing on a wharf, holding a fishing rod. This was the first time I went fishing. I remember my parents, grandparents and uncles were there. I loved having an audience. The sun was bright. I could smell the salt water mingling with the scent of the creosote painted pillars of the wharf. There was a lot of discussion and advice, when I put my line in the water. Someone helped me hold the rod. Who knows how long I stood there, but somehow I caught a fish. A tiny silver thing. Everyone cheered and Dad took that picture of me holding my fishing rod with a fish so small that it doesn’t even show up in the photo. I was pleased as punch though!

It’s how I felt that stands out the most to me about that day. I tried something new and was rewarded. It was a feeling of accomplishment. I see it on the face of my daughter, when she does something for the first time. It doesn’t have to be a big thing. They’re all great accomplishments, when you’re little. I wish I could bottle that feeling for her and give it to her on those days when nothing seems to go right. I know I could use it, once in awhile.


  1. Your Blog is very interesting, I like it :)
    keep it up,

  2. Lovely memory, Chris! I could see the water and the look on your face and that teeny tiny little silver fish :) Good luck in the contest!!!

  3. hm, where is Storybrook Village? Does it still exist?

    Sounds like a fun thing to write about. Your memories sound a lot like mine. :)

  4. Thanks all!

    Kailana- It's in Pictou, NS. I thought it closed but then was opened again. I don't really know.

  5. You're an excellent writer, Christina! You put me right there on the wharf and I could almost smell the surf. You get my vote!

  6. Aww! Thanks, Moonie. But I didn't win, Chucky-Darn.

    Becky at "Blessed with Olive Plants Around my Table" won with "His Faithfulness".
    Check out all the winners at Scribbit.


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