Thursday, July 26, 2012

Going Fishing by Mohammed

Me and Dad went on the rocks. We had a fishing rod each I said, “I’ve got a huge fish.”
“Well done son,” Dad said. “You should be proud of yourself.” Then dad got a little fish. I said, “Let’s go and cook the fish”
“No,” said dad. “First we need to remove the scales and clean them.”

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