fishing on land

when i was a kid my father tried everything to get me to like fishing....
he still goes fishing on the ocean every week,,,,, I used to go fishing with him for pumpkin seeds... i think thats what we called them...but i ended up catching cat fish..... who could enjoy catching something identified with cats....???????????????? i did enjoy fishing until i got caught with a hook... which was really painful ......
my father didnt give up ... he bought me a lot of poles and strung red striped bobbins i think that what they are called...they are little white balls with red stripes and you attach them on the fishing line....
my dad attached them with out hooks so i could practice my casting.....
i loved it
i casted all over the yard..... it was much nicer than the pond
thing was i still hated fishing i only liked casting
what i really hated was seeing those fish with hooks in their mouths and their big eyes looking at you as they died or flopped about in the pale... only to end up under my roses as fertilizer....
my cousins ever the macho men would step on them and pull the hooks right out of there mouths.. i was grossed out
but my father did have night crawlers
even though night crawler seem like some horrible thing they werent
they were large worms
my father would go out at in the evening or after it rained and collect the night crawlers and
put them in a box with leaves in the garage
for some reason my sister loved them and would name them as pets
her pets kept disappearing as my dad fished ..but he would replace them and convince her they were the
same old worms
i thought she was bonkers but it turns out we all were a bit
and thats ok..... paul