Chicken Soup for the Fisherman's Soul: Fish Tales to Hook Your Spirit and Snag Your Funny Boneby Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Ken McKowen, Dahlynn McKowen
More than fish tales in this delightful book, readers will discover stories about the special relationships that develop through fishing-between parents and children, between friends and lovers, between fisherman, nature, and the elusive fish.
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I think my dad wanted a son. Instead, he got three daughters. Seeing as how the son he anticipated was never forthcoming, Dad decided to improvise and I, being his youngest, won the privilege of being nurtured outdoors.
Being turned into a tomboy didnÆt bother me in the least. I loved putting on my plaid, flannel shirt and doing things outside with Dad, especially fishing. Whether we oared across a lake in a rowboat, or hiked down a cliff with nothing more than a hook and some string, I could think of no better way for a dad and his little girl to spend the day.
I would marvel at how patient and focused Dad was when he fished. He would concentrate on his line for hours at a time. If he was any more calm, he would have slipped into a coma. This used to drive me bananas. Being seven years old, I craved more excitement. I imagined a huge fish, bigger than me, gulping down my bait and flapping ferociously in the water until I heroically hauled it into the rowboat. This never happened. Instead, I would spend my time watching Dad as he stared intently at his line. He never blinked, sometimes for the whole day. How could he be so patient?
One day DadÆs patience was put to the test when my fascination shifted from the fish to the bait. While waiting for a nibble on my line, I peeked into the can of worms we had in the rowboat with us. I dug my little fingers into the moist soil and pulled a resisting worm from its burrow. I let him squirm (I decided it was a ôheö) across my hand. It tickled. I took another worm from the can. Then another. Then another. Soon, three or four worm heads popped out of the soil to see what all the commotion was about. I was in love.
I felt as though I had made a can-full of new friends who would keep me company during these long, uneventful fishing trips. Each worm was given a name according to his personality. When you are seven years old worms have personalities. There was something endearing about my mucous-covered companions with no faces. I promised each of them that not one would be put on a hook and fed to the fish.
Then, disaster struck. Dad pulled Hamilton out of the can. I gasped in horror as he attempted to manipulate his poor writhing body onto a hook. There was a terrified look where HamiltonÆs face would have been, if he had a face.
ôDaddy, No! DonÆt put Hamilton on the hook! HeÆs my favorite!ö
Dad raised an eyebrow. ôYou named the worm?ö he asked in disbelief.
Exhaling and shaking his head, Dad pulled out another worm. It was Wigglesworth. He was the skittish one who was particularly worried about being used as bait. I had made a special promise to him and could not possibly allow the poor little guy to be hooked, for I was a woman of my word.
ôThatÆs Wigglesworth! DonÆt hurt him!ö
DadÆs frustration grew as he pulled more worms from the can. First Winthrop, the shy worm. Then Slimey, the friendly worm. And Marvin the show-off. Finally, Dad pulled out Maxwell, Sammy, OÆReilly, Buster and Doug. Dad groaned as I pleaded to not hurt my friends.
ôDonÆt tell me you named all of the worms in this can.ö
With a sheepish nod, our fishing trip was suddenly over.
The next day, Dad drove into town and picked up a bucket of crawfish. When he brought them back to the cottage, I opened the lid and peeked in. I heard a despairing yelp emerge from his throatùI turned around to see him running frantically toward me, with his arms flailing and with a look of terror on his face.
ôNo! You have to quit making friends with the bait!ö
Chicken Soup for the Fisherman's Soul
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Meet the Author
Jack Canfield is cocreator of the Chicken Soup for the Soul® series, which includes forty New York Times bestsellers, and coauthor of The Success Principles: How to Get from Where You Are to Where You Want to Be. He is a leader in the field of personal transformation and peak performance and is currently CEO of the Canfield Training Group and Founder and Chairman of the Board of The Foundation for Self-Esteem. An internationally renowned corporate trainer and keynote speaker, he lives in Santa Barbara, California.
Mark Victor Hansen is a co-founder of Chicken Soup for the Soul.
- Santa Barbara, California
- Date of Birth:
- August 19, 1944
- Place of Birth:
- Fort Worth, Texas
- B.A. in History, Harvard University, 1966; M.A.T. Program, University of Chicago, 1968; M.Ed., U. of Massachusetts, 1973
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Chicken Soup for the Fishermans' soul is a great compilation of fishing stories from man places around the world. This book contains stories from Salmon fishing in Alaska, to Trout fishing in Colorado, all the way to Bluegill fishing in Florida. Some stories are sad and have deep meaning to them, while others are full of pure joy and light-heartedness. I think that the biggest message in this book is that fishing isn't just about catching fish, and that for many people, it has much deeper meaning. I found that nearly all of the book was highly enjoyable. The stories had a lot of detail and used fantastic imagery to paint a vivid picture of the surroundings. The only dislikable part to this book are the stories where the authors skimp out on the details and seem to rush the story. I recommend this book to everyone, because everyone can get something big out of reading this book. If you are a fish lover, then you will find this book highly enjoyable. I am not a fan of books, however I gave this book a chance and it paid off. I loved the book and found it easy to read.
A great collection of stories that strikes so many cords in my memories of growing up fishing. My favorite story was Tadpoles Triumph by Banjo Bandolas. I grew up fishing from piers in the south and everything he wrote rang so true and familiar.