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I clearly remember that sunny day when I decided to go fishing, I was still a teenager, standing on the shore of a beautiful lagoon surrounded by lush vegetation.
The soothing sound of the water and the birds singing created a calm and serene atmosphere.
Casting my hook, I waited patiently for a fish to bite, the breeze caressing my face as I enjoyed the scenery and the feeling of communing with nature.
Suddenly, I felt a strong tension in the line, my heart was racing with excitement and I began to reel in carefully.
The struggle between me and the fish began, each one trying to impose its will, after a few minutes of tension, I finally managed to get the fish out of the water.
The joy and satisfaction I felt at that moment was indescribable.
I watched the fish carefully, grateful for its beauty and strength, I knew it had been a special encounter with nature and an experience I would never forget.
De la emoción me fui a la casa y esa tarde lo freí y fue mi cena, acompañado por unas arepas hechas por la abuela
That's great. I never try to catch a fish before. Maybe because I don't have the patient to monitor fish.