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.