MySummerVacation
LastsummerIspentatwo-weekvacationatmyaunt'splace.Myauntlivedaloneinamountainvillage,withasmallriverwindingitscourseeveryday.
OnemorningIwentfishingintheriver,wheretwowomenwashedclothes.Ifimndamostfavorablepoint.CastingoutmylineIwaitedanxiouslyforabite.Suddenlytherecameacry:"Help!Help!"Ilookedinthedirectionofthecallandsawaboyfallingintotheriver.Throwingthefishingpole,Idashedoverlikeanarrow,jumpedintotheriverandswamveryquicklytowardstheboy.ThentogetherwithhismotherIcarriedtheboyonmybacktoanearbyhospital.Thatboywassaved.Themothergavemeathousandthanks.
Backtomyfishingplace,Ifimndmyfishingpolefloatingonthewater.Imanagedtogetit.Buttomygreatsurprise,therewasabigfishonthehook.