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The Pretty Fishing Rod

This was my pretty dream To have a pretty fishing rod To fish in the muddy water of Al-Batarni sea rock near Fares Zatta. My late dad promised to buy me The best fishing rod in town If I succeeded in my sixth class At that time long time ago. All my friends had their fishing Rods except me because of a lot Of things I don't want to say. The pretty fishing rod was my Pretty dream and was my pretty Passport into a new world of Fishing and the learning how to fish. Just a little dream was added to My pretty hobbies at that time. Days passed quickly and I passed My sixth grade into my seventh Grade which my dad fulfilled my wish. I had the prettiest fishing rod To fish in the muddy water near Fares Zatta. I loved my fishing rod which was Was my pretty passport into the World of fishing and success.

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