“The Fisherman”

Guest post in 26 sentences – from A to Z
by Linda Dyson | United Kingdom

Anglers watched in amazement as a small boy of about four or five years old waded knee-deep into the fast-flowing river.

Blissfully unaware of his observers, he stood transfixed. Clearly visible at his feet was a multitude of tiny fish. Delighted at the sight, the child slowly moved further out from the bank. Everyone watching felt the tension between the desire to call out and save him from being carried downstream and at the same time not wanting to break the spell. Finally, one of the men nearest to him edged carefully towards the child. Gently, he extended his hand in a protective gesture. His fingers finally rested lightly upon the boy’s shoulder. It was as though this act transported him into the child’s magic circle.

Just as it seemed as if they could be frozen in this pose for ever, the boy moved forward once again. Knowing the dangers, the man advanced with him. Laughing now, the little fellow appeared to be enjoying the game as the tiny fish nibbled at his legs. Minnows, seeming to understand his wonderment at them, clustered around him in ever larger numbers.

Next, the youngster reached his hands down into the water. Once again, his guardian bent over with him, like a giant shadow. Playing now with the fish with little dabbing motions, the boy chuckled happily. Quietly, some of the anglers downed their rods and moved closer in case further assistance should be needed. Respecting the child’s enchantment, however, no-one spoke. Silently, a posse of sturdy anglers in waterproofs and thigh-high boots gathered like an imperial guard on either side of him. Tiny fingers were now tickling the fish. Under the water, something larger stirred. Very gently, the boy reached down deeper.

With a sudden whoop of delight, he lifted his catch in the air, startling all the onlookers. Excitedly, the boy threw the giant fish behind him onto the bank, narrowly missing a portly gentleman in bright yellow oilskins. Young and old spontaneously let out a resounding cheer.

Zoologists, as well as fishermen, are still talking about the day a four-and-a half-year-old boy tickled and landed a trout on his first time in the river.

dysonBy Linda Dyson – Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, United Kingdom

LINDA DYSON was born in southern England. She has enjoyed writing from an early age, teaching some English during her varied career which included 21 years in Greece and the Balkans. She writes poetry and is working on her first novel. She also writes and presents material on local community radio.


This story was part of a challenge to write a complete story with only twenty-six sentences. A Quick Read -CoverEvery sentence had to begin with a sequential letter of the alphabet – with exceptional liberty given to the X.

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