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soil. Grandma Katie loves to put this compost in her garden. It is rich, and the plants grow big and strong.”
    â€œWe had better go in and get washed up for lunch,” Dad said as he put away the shovel. Grandpa Ron put the bait jars in the shed, out of the sun and next to the other fishing supplies.
    After lunch, Dad said, “Lunch was great! Hope we will have fish for supper!”
    â€œI’m counting on a lot of fish for supper,” Grandma Katie replied.
    JR was already on his way to the shed. He grabbed his fishing rod and ran toward the pond.
    â€œWait for us, JR,” Dad called.
    â€œHurry, the fish are biting!” JR shouted back as he slowed his pace to a walk.
    Grandpa and Dad caught up with JR and made their way to the pond. They stopped near the bank and set down their supplies under the weeping willow tree. Dad showed JR how to swing his rod out over the pond so that the line would land toward the center. When he had become good at this, Grandpa Ron helped JR secure a cricket onto the hook. Now JR was ready. He went to the bank and swung his rod toward the center of the pond, but the line didn’t land on the pond at all.

    Grandpa and Dad laughed. “JR, you have caught the big one!” they said in unison.
    JR was puzzled. He turned and looked toward them. There was his line, caught in a clump of grass.
    Grandpa Ron unhooked the line and placed another cricket on the hook. “Try again, JR.”
    This time, the hook with the cricket landed right in the middle of the pond.
    â€œLet’s sit on the bank. This may take a while,” Dad said.
    They talked softly while watching the red-and-white cork floats bob on top of the water. JR knew if the float went under the water, a fish was nibbling at the bait. He really wanted to be the first one to catch a fish.
    â€œHow long do you think it will take to catch a fish?” JR asked Grandpa.
    â€œIt all depends. You just have to be patient.”
    It seemed like hours to JR until the first nibble was seen. JR saw the line move and then the float bobbed down and up. JR held the rod tight. Grandpa Ron and Dad were watching. “Time to gently pull the line toward shore, JR,” Grandpa whispered in his ear.
    Dad grabbed the fish net to catch the fish so it wouldn’t fall off the line. Grandpa Ron helped JR pull the line to the bank. As soon as they could see the fish, Grandpa Ron and JR lifted the rod from the water and brought the fish toward the net.
    â€œYou caught a beauty, JR! Now, Dad and I had better get busy. We need at least eight big fish for supper,” Grandpa said with a wink at JR.
    â€œI need a photo of this. JR, hold up your fish by the line.” Dad took the photo. He then helped Grandpa get the hook out of the fish’s mouth. He placed the fish in a bucket of water to keep it alive until they were finished fishing. JR came over to look at the fish as it swam in the bucket. His first fish, and it was a big one. He couldn’t keep from grinning.
    As the hours went by, Dad and Grandpa caught five fish. JR caught two more. He was very excited over the three fish he had caught. They packed up their supplies and started back home. Next, they would have to clean and fillet the fish for supper. As soon as they reached the yard, JR ran to the back door, yelling, “Come see the fish I caught!”
    Grandma Katie and Mom rushed out of the door, but Kate stayed behind. She didn’t want to look at the fish. After admiring all the fish in the bucket, Mom asked, “Which one did you catch?”
    â€œI caught the biggest three!”
    â€œDid you really catch a fish?” Kate asked as JR came into the house.
    â€œI caught three fish!” JR replied. “I caught more than Dad and Grandpa Ron. I caught the first one.”
    â€œThat’s great, JR. Hope you got some photos,” Kate said as if she did not believe him.
    â€œNow, Kate. JR had a good time catching our