Below is an excerpt from a book I’m writing called Adventures in Fishing (for Men). The book is a satirical allegory about Christian attempts at evangelism. He who has ears to hear…
After watching the boys catch a real, live fish on the riverbank the day before, I decided that I better learn how to cast my line into the water like they were doing. That’s the thing with fishing. You can only learn so much from magazines.
So I got out my fishing pole and on the end of the line, tied the best hook from my tackle box. It was a big hook, almost two inches long, with a big, sharp barb on the end. I bought the biggest hook they had down at the fishing store because I knew I would be catching some big fish. Those boys had been using a small hook, and as a result only caught small fish. This giant hook of mine was sure to catch the biggest fish around.
I pulled the fishing rod back over my shoulder and was just about to swing it forward when my neighbor stepped out of his house.
“Hey there, neighbor!” he shouted. “What’s going on?”
I sighed to myself. Can’t this guy ever mind his own business?
“I’m practicing my casting technique,” I told him.
“Oh,” he said. “I thought maybe you were trying to fish again, but this time in your grass!” He laughed at his joke. I did not.