Fish for supper.

The children stood fishing as they always did on Saturdays.  The bridge was their favourite spot, although they all had caught fish it was months and months ago.  Things would be different today.  Sal said he felt it, everyone knew when Sal felt something the day would turn out to be interesting.

Just then one by one each of them had a bite and caught a big fish.  They walked down from the bridge happily singing their hearts out.  Their mothers were also happy to have food to cook for supper.Fishing

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