MY FATHER’S FISHING BOAT
My father has always loved fishing. He used to own a little boat which he took to little ponds and lakes. Every time he went fishing he just kept liking it more and more. Later on, it becameone of his passions and favorite’s hobbies. One day he decided to buy a bigger boat, so he could take it to bigger and deeper places. He dreamed about taking us fishing with him, and also about going with his friends who also love fishing. He dreamed about showing me how to drive the boat and just in general about a nice, sunny and relaxing day just fishing, just us. He kept on looking and looking for the perfect boat. He checked every single detail, the boat’s size, color, motor, qualities, brandand capacity. One day he found just what he was looking for, and he bought it. Since the day that boat was on our garage, my father was always outside with that boat. He was just so happy and excited. He spends every day there just thinking about what else he could add to it to make it better and fancier. Finally one day we went on a fishing trip to use for the first time the brand new boat. It was just like my father dreamed. It was very sunny, but exciting and relaxing. He showed me how to ride the boat, even though my mother was freaking out. We caught a lot of fishes and we had a great time. Later on that boat and my father kept traveling to many places, with different people and always new photos and stories. Time has passed by and that boat is still on our garage. It has been used many times and each and every time it is used I know my father is very happy. I believe it’s not only the boat that he loves, but all the memories in it. Family times, friend times, many laughs and great stories. At the end I understand that all this time it was not about how many fishes were fished, or if was a sunny or rainy day, at a large or little lake, in a small or big boat, it was about the companionship, and the memories that last forever.