stuck
Once there was a man that loved to fish. He would go fishing once a week. So here he was in his little red boat sitting in the middle of the sea. “Hmm I wonder where I should I go fishing today?’ he thought to himself. “I know I will head around to the other side of the Sugar Loaf Islands. I haven’t been there for ages.”
As the man was rowing to the islands he cried out “Ooh pooh what is that stink?” As the man rowed further towards the island he felt sicker and sicker. “I doubt that there would be any fish swimming in these revolting waters! This place is gross! All fish living here would be slimy chunks of meat”
As the man looked down into the water he noticed that the sea wasn’t a nice clear blue colour, instead it was green and had slime floating on the surface. As more slime built up on the surface the little red boat started to be harder to row. “Oh help!’ cried the man as one of his oars got stuck in the slime and quickly sunk beneath the surface.
So the man grabbed his life jacket and put it on, just incase his boat sank.
With only one oar the man was trying to row as fast as he could. With all of his effort he wasn’t getting very far at all. The man was exhausted! This was useless!
The man thought about it, he needed a sail. Hmm what could he use as a sail. Aha I know thought the man, my t-shirt. So the man took his t-shirt off and tied it to his oar and put it into his little red boat. The gentle breeze caught his t-shirt and pushed it with all of its might the little red boat to the shore . The man decided that he would get his fish for tea from the shop on his way home.
by sophie wilkinson
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