Personal Narrative: The Fisherman's Friend

This is a paper about the book Finding Fish: A Memoir, which was written by Antwone Fisher. By necessity given the nature of the book, the main character will be examined at length. Through careful examination of the main character a deeper understanding of the book can be reached. After the examination, a number of theoretical perspectives will be applied to the main character, as well as an explanation of how these perspectives can be used to evaluate Antwone in order to understand him better. The perspectives that will be used will be the strengths, systems, conflict, humanistic, and psychodynamic perspectives. Following the connection of the perspectives to Antwone, an explanation of why social workers use theories and

- If you use one or two drops of Tea Tree, Peppermint or Ginger Oil into warm water and gargle it for a couple of seconds before spitting it out, you can help prevent a sore throat from turning into a cold.

On April 3, 2018, I received a called from Ms. Judi from Jim Herrings office to let me know that I had a 2:30pm meeting with Mr. Herring. Once I arrive down stairs Mr. Herring was in unexpected meeting with the Mayor. I was then told I could go in Mr. Jim office since the Mayor left at 2:41pm. Once in his office I was joined with Ms. Pamacheche, and Chief of Staff Davison. During the meeting we were talking about my timesheet and why I will only get paid for 48 hours when I was approved of administrative leave for the following dates of March 21-25, 2018. I sent Mr. Davison the email on March 20, 2018, and I received and approval email from Mr. Davison that evening.

I am known to be extremely clumsy. With that, it’s expected that I often end up in awkward situations. In the past I have called numerous teachers “Mom,” fallen down while walking up stairs, almost fallen off a cliff; and it can be assured there were many more instances where my embarrassing clumsiness had led me into awkward, sometimes life threatening, situations. One moment that stands out in particular takes place in every marine animal welfare activists’ “favorite” place, Sea World.

That's right peeps! We are full swing into crawfish season. Although it is still early in the season, several local restaurants here in the SBCeezy are rocking and rolling with boiled crawfish, corn, potatoes, mushrooms, sausages, and more.

A Lot of people go out on the lake every year to go salmon fishing,I am one of them.I go out salmon fishing every year with my grandfather and brothers.I am an avid angler and fish whenever I get the chance.what happened this day was something I had never expected to happen.

Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed fishing. Fishing relaxes my mind and allows me to get away from the stress of the real world. From the cool breeze around the lake to the fishes nibbling away at the bait, it’s all just very relaxing. There was one day where I caught more fish than I had ever caught before. The entire day had been going my way. My boss called me and gave me the day off and that alone is a good way to start your day. After getting the day off I was able to get a few extra hours of sleep. Being able to sleep in allowed me to get the some rest that I had not been able to get for a few weeks. After getting my well-deserved rest I decided to go to the pet store to get some fish bait. Fishing was not my original plan for that day but since I was able to get the day off and I didn’t have any other plans I was able to plan to do one of my favorite things.

"Fish on! " I leaped back to get out of the way of the fisherman's line as it zigzagged across the water in front of me as though the salmon on the end of it had gone mad! I watched in fascination as the fisherman reeled it closer to him and netted it with a skill that I very much wished I had. Learning to fly fish for salmon for the first time can be a lot of fun. Sometimes you run into difficult problems, but that's all part of learning how to be the greatest fisher on the stream and how to have the best time ever!

I t was my first day on the job as a coast guard. My experience that day is one that I would never forget. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was going on a mission to save a girl trapped on a boat next to a bridge.

Whoosh!!! With a splash the colossal fish crashed back down into the churning dark waters. I could clearly see my small blue bait and where it's sticky sharp treble hooks had deeply imbedded in the magnificent bass's thick jaws. It was as if a submarine was attached to the end of my line. When I hooked the beast I knew immediately this was no ordinary Largemouth Bass. Every time she lept from the from the waters below I could only hope the thin hooks would hold up against her might.

I raced to the garage to get the boat ready for water. Today was going to be awesome! I usually have horrible luck fishing but I had a different feeling about today. My grandpa, dad and I were all heading out to Lake Winnebago to catch walleyes. I made sure the straps were off and the trailer was unhooked. We took a short little drive to our favorite spot. It is a reef and the water is about 20 feet deep. Perfect for walleyes. We use stuff like planer boards, salmos, flicker shads, rapalas. I will mainly use rapalas cause they are deep divers.

Have any of you ever been fishing .Well i went for the first time ,it was with my friend Jacob and his mom Mrs mead. It all started one when our parents worked summer school. So me and jacob have done a lot of things together.like we to the movies ,the zoo and a lot of others and how it all started.

It all started on a hot summer sitting around the dinner table, seemed like just a normal dinner that my mom made which was delicious. My dad said “ do you guys want to go fishing?” we said yes and then one of the greatest things happened. My dad told me and my brothers that we were going on a fishing trip to the greatest place for fishing I have ever heard of, Canada.

It was around 7 o'clock on a cool August night. Our family was getting ready to eat our dinner consisting of freshly caught blue crab, croaker, red snapper, and shrimp. We bought the shrimp from a small mom and pop bait shop on the main road of the island. In our small beach bungalow, the shrimp and crab boil smelled like heaven with a little bit of sea salt. We all sat on the back porch with the sea to our left and our obnoxious water balloon throwing neighbors to our right.

When I was younger, my grandpa woken me up early in the morning.I woken up at about 6:30am too my grandpa shaking my shoulder saying wake up wake up. He had a pole in his hand I knew what he had woke me for.