This is the story of how Ewan caught his Kahawai
Calmly reeling his fishing rod in, the slow, rhythmic motion almost hypnotic as he waited for any sign of a bite.
Suddenly, a splash broke the silence. A fish leapt out of the water, its silver scales catching the light as it twisted mid-air. “Whoa, look at that!” he said, pointing excitedly.
Fred glanced over, but before he could say anything, Ewan’s eyes widened. The fish had disappeared, but something was tugging at his line. A rush of realization hit him. That fish wasn’t just jumping… it was on his line!
Without thinking, he yanked the rod back, hands gripping tight. The line pulled hard, and he could feel the weight of the fish fighting against him. His heart raced. “Dad! I think I got it!” he shouted.
Fred sprang into action, “Keep reeling! Fast!” he called, his voice filled with excitement. Ewan cranked the reel as fast as he could, his arms burning from the effort. With one final tug, the fish was out of the water. Ewan smiled, his chest swelling with pride. He had caught it! His PB Kahawai, a magical moment.
