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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Gone Fishing (02/01/07)

TITLE: Fishergirl
By Sara Harricharan


“Who is it?” Thom whispered loudly, as he crouched down near his friend.

Jamey made a face, craning to see through the tall grass. “A girl.” He said finally, annoyed.

“A girl?” Thom scratched his head. “What’s she doing?”

“Sittin’ down, hangin’ her feet in the water.” Jamey scowled.

“Lemme see.” Thom dropped to the ground, straining to get a good look. He saw a girl, in a purple shirt and worn overalls sitting on the edge of the old wooden bridge, dangling her bare feet in the water.

“Who is it?” Jamey inched away to the cover of nearby trees. “I thought this was our secret hole.”

Thom shrugged. “I dunno.”

Jamey rolled his eyes. “You know everyone.” He peeked back through the brush. “What are we gonna do now?”

Thom straightened, slinging his fishing rod over one shoulder. “Talk to her I guess.” He started down the path as Jamey jerked him back.

“Are you crazy?” His blue eyes flashed angrily.

Thom shrugged again. “Got any better ideas?” Jamey let him go.
He strolled down the dirt path and around the big oak that stood just before the bridge. The girl looked up as he came closer and half-smiled in greeting. “Hello.” He gave a little wave.

“Hi, am I in your spot?” The words came out in a rush as the girl quickly got to her feet, worry creasing her small face.

Thom found himself shaking his head. “Not really, I was just going to fish a little.”

The girl sighed in relief and stared at the fishing pole curiously. “With that?” She pointed. Thom nodded. She giggled and quickly slapped a hand over her mouth, speaking through it. “Sorry. I forget.”

“Forget what?” Thom offered her the pole, curious.

She shook her head quickly, pigtails slapping her cheeks. “Keep it, I don’t need a pole to fish.”

“You fish?” Jamey appeared around the edge, he eyed her skeptically. She stared at his fishing pole and stifled another round of giggles. “What?” He frowned.

She grinned. “Are you eating them?”

“The fish?” Thom shook his head in puzzlement. “Why?”

The girl shrugged. “Why stick a hook in it’s mouth if ya aren’t gonna eat it?”

Stepping off the bridge and into the water, she barely made a sound, keeping still for a moment as the water flowed.

Cupping her hands, she stooped down and scooped something up, offering it for a look.

Jamey took a step backwards, staring at her in surprise. “How did you do that? You’re a girl!” He sputtered.

She winked, bending down to release the captive fish to his native water. “Yep. Name’s Shana, I’m 13, I just moved here to King Manor.”

Thom’s eyes grew wide with awe. “The haunted place?” He whispered. “And old crabface?”

Green-gold eyes twinkled merrily. “It don’t seem haunted to me.” Shana bent down and scooped up another fish, she offered it to Thom. “And ‘ol crabface’ is my uncle."

He took it, briefly, before it sprang out of his hand. “I’m Thom, I’m 14, that’s Jamey, we’re the same age. Where’d you learn to do that?”

Shana’s smile flickered. “My pa taught me. He died and Ma’s dead, so I’m staying with uncle. Pa was a fisherman.”

Thom slowly set his pole down. “Oh.” He stared down at the fish below. “Can you show me? It looks like fun.”

Jamey splashed into the water first. “Show me too!”

A wide smile slipped onto Shana’s face. “I’d love to.” She began. “First, you have to cup your hands like so…”

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Julie Arduini02/08/07
Oh this is good! A scene set up so nicely my toes felt wet and perfect dialogue. This was very enjoyable.
Michelle Burkhardt02/09/07
I liked the title, the beginning, the middle and the end. I very sweet story. Sounds like the beginning of a cute movie. Nice job.
Sharlyn Guthrie02/11/07
Well-told and easy to follow. This would make a great first chapter for a book. I would enjoy hearing more adventures about these three.
Jan Ackerson 02/11/07
Yup, I like it! I always feel so sorry for those hooked fish!
Betty Castleberry02/11/07
Nice, easy read. This would a great start for a coming of age novel. Well done.
Sheri Gordon02/11/07
I wanted this to go on so I could learn how she does it. Cute, entertaining story.
Leigh MacKelvey02/12/07
A well written view of the topic and an entertaining glimpse into the lives of pre-teen years. It reminded me of Tom Sawyer! Liked it a whole lot!
Jacquelyn Horne02/12/07
Ditto to all the above. I too want to know, "How did she do that?"
Bonnie Way02/12/07
Sweet story - definately novel material here! I want to know the rest of the story too, how she catches the fish and how they all become friends, and about her uncle and the haunted house... Keep writing! :)
Esther Gellert02/13/07
I like Jamey. So annoyed at the start because of a girl being in 'his' spot, and so awed at the end that he just wants to know how she does it. How does she do it?
Cheri Hardaway 02/13/07
Very entertaining! And I love "old crabface"! Blessings, Cheri
william price02/13/07
Beautiful story. Great dialogue. God bless.
Joanne Malley02/13/07
Sweet! Good job setting the scene and creating likable characters. Blessings, Jo
Marilyn Schnepp 02/15/07
A delightful story! And the message is....? That's easy. Girls can fish too! I really enjoyed this well written story about fishin'. Well done.