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My First Fishing Trip

By D. Garcia

My mom was born in Munguia, GTO, Mexico. It's a

very small town, but you can make a lot of memories

there. When you first drive down the mountain, you see

old, abandoned houses, but once you start getting to the center of the town, you see all the

blooming trees and the beautiful church in the middle. You can hear the cars coming down

because of all the rocks and gravel. You can see the kids playing with their toys in the park.

One summer day when the countryside was all green and our house was next to the lake,

I was invited to go fishing. The fish were always next to the edge of the lake. All the people of

the town could take fish out of the water with their bare hands. I was 10 years old the first time

they invited us to fish with our hands. When we went down there we had a basket with food that

had jarritos. It also had bolillo and concha.

It was an extraordinary experience for me. The fish was so big

for a ten-year-old girl to catch. As I grabbed them, I could feel my

arms trembling with pain. They were probably like 50 lbs., but I never

gave up. I caught about five of them.

After fishing we started cooking them in the little kitchen we

had in our house. We used a pot made of barro. My mom told my

sister and me to cut the fish and take everything. As I grabbed all the

insides of the fish, I could feel the organs between my fingers as they slipped down my hands

and arms. When they were finally served, I could smell the lemon and the pepper on my plate.

When I bit into it, I could feel and smell the fish. Everyone in my family enjoyed the food.