The Smallest Fish Story


I caught it -I did; my first fish! I’ll tell you how I did it:

First, all dressed, I ran to the pond. I found a pole, just laying there, and hooks and bait and such. I picked it up and swished it ’round, and -before it even hit the water- something wriggled at its end.

I brought it close and THERE! A flapping, fidgeting fish was hooked. He was a ‘beaut: all sparkly rainbows and twisting, flailing life.

I watched him gape-mouthed struggling, when I heard a shout, “Hey, kid! That’s mine!” and had to come back home.


Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction

5 thoughts on “The Smallest Fish Story

  1. April 29, 2018 / 8:01 pm

    That is a groovy yarn. I can picture a child doing exactly that, and the thrill it would have had in the realisation that ‘I’ve caught a fish!’Very cool. Love your blog immensely. N.

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    • Chelsea Owens April 29, 2018 / 8:47 pm

      Thanks so much! Yeah -when I started writing it was almost like some hyperactive little boy was telling it to me.

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