Go Fishing Catch A Lesson!!!

My grandson Lucas, was excited to go fishing. With a goal of catching enough fish that Nana could make a buffet of fish dishes. We were going to the pier and we were going to rent an ocean pole, that was the plan! While having fun with a few nibbles and with one that got away, we could not help to notice a man who was catching a lot of fish, there were people on each side of him, yet only he was catching fish; he even hooked a crab, entertaining everyone as it hurried side-ways across the wooden pier, rising up challenging the man who caught him. When this man caught another fish, I took my grandson by the hand asking him if he would like to go see it up close, YES! Was his response? The man spoke broken English asking Lucas if would like this fish? My grandson did not understand him, smiling, he said 'Thank you for showing me your fish" and we went back to continuing fishing; Grandpa was minding the pole. Within minutes, the man caught another fish! Lucas asked me go see the fish?" YES! I responded; the man spoke slower repeating. "Do you want this fish?" My grandson lit up with smile and a 'Yes! Thank You" Placing the fish the cooler he brought for the goal of many fish... he was and excited! This man continued to be the only one catching fish! I noticed a man go to the bait and tackle shop to duplicate the type of line the 'lucky' fisherman was casting with; others would cast in the spot when he would move to take the fist and place it in his cooler of fish, but no one else was catching fish! After a few hours deciding it was time to head home. Lucas was excited about cleaning his first fish!!! We still had plenty of bait left, Grandpa suggested we give it to the man who gave us the fish! Lucas lit up agreeing he took the bag of shrimp over saying to the man "I want to give this to you, and thank you for the fish" The man did not really understand his words, replying with "This is for me; you give this to me?" Lucas answering " Yes, Thank You Buddy for my fish"
Lucas had been talking for days about cleaning his first fish with Grandpa and helping Nana cook it! As we were leaving there was a conservationist that asked us to take a brief survey, afterwards we asked him if the fish we had was a good to eat, his answer was... YES! It was a short drive home... a reminder of how good life is! Lucas was grateful and repeated how lucky he was and how nice the man was him his fish! We began to talk about how great being nice feels; the man gave away a fish, and we received a fish. Then we gave him some our bait, how good it felt to give him something and how happy he was to receive it. As we talked, I told Lucas I believebelieved the reason the man caught so many fish was more to do with his attitude than with his pole, his tackle and bait and the spot he was in. The man was happy and truly was enjoying every moment of fishing. My grandson is intelligent, and we often comment on his engineer brain, when opportunities present them self to express an un-engineer brain ...I welcome it as well as enjoy it!
The fish was too small to remove the bones, so fish stew it was going to be! The house smelled delicious from all the herbs and spices simmering. The fish was too boney so we did not to eat it... yet the food for thought and great conversation was simple delicious! Thank You