"Emma caught a fish!"
One day, when I was 5, I went fishing with my Dad and my older sister, Hannah. When we arrived at the lake, Dad fixed up my fishing pole so it was ready to go. He cast the line, out into the water and gave me the pole. He then began to help my sister, Hannah, get hers ready. I noticed my bobber was gone. I said, "Dad." He was busy. I was calm. I said, "Dad". But he was still busy. I was persistent and asked again. "Dad." By this time he was pretty irritated. So he instructed my sister to find out what I wanted. She asked me where my bobber went. I said, "It went under." She yelled, "Dad, Emma caught a fish!!!" He dropped her pole and he helped me reel in my 14" smallmouth bass! Now when we fish, he listens when I call.
Thanks, Emma! That's a great story!