A Crazy Fishing Trip With Norma:
A Crazy Fishing Trip With
Norma
One Monday I went out ice fishing with
my friend Norma. We were using my dad's Yamaha snow machine.
Before it got dark, we started heading home. Then the snow machine
stopped for no reason. We tried starting it for 45 minutes. But
when we looked at the engine, the belt was tom. We were so stupid
to have forgotten an extra belt. We got scared then because we
were still about 20 miles out of Marshall, and we were the last to
leave the fishing area.
We decided to make a fire, since it was
pretty dark. What really creeped us out was hearing all the wolves
howling, and all we had for protection was the fire. We were just
sitting there, eating Cup 0' Noodles, when we started telling
scary stories, like when there was a small village back in
Tuckchak. A lot of people were known to have scary experiences
there. We got scared though, and as I tried to change the subject,
Norma took out a small knife and said," For our protection, I have
this little token that could save our lives." Then I said, "Norma,
thank goodness, but do you really think our lives are going to end
because we went on a fishing trip?"
She replied. "No, but just in
case."
As we were talking, we heard sticks breaking
in the trees. I jumped as close as I could get to Norma. And she
moved closer to the fire. But we still felt insecure. All of a
sudden a small rabbit came hopping out. We got mad and chased the
poor thing out of our sight. Then we turned around, and there
stood a four foot tall wolf. I cried, but Norma was in shock. We
walked very slowly closer to the fire, and we both grabbed a
burning stick When the wolf charged us, Norma and I both jumped
across the small fire and swung the torch in the wolf's face.
After a minute of fighting it, the wolf finally gave up. When I
looked over at Norma I'd never seen her so shocked. Her eyes were
the size of walnuts, and she got so pale she didn't look Native
anymore. I guess she saw the exact same thing in me, because I was
trying to count the breaths I took after the wolf left, and my
eyes felt so big, I thought they were going to roll out. We sat
down and prayed for five minutes. Then we looked at each other and
I said," Maybe fishing on a Monday evening is bad luck for
women!"
We slept on some grass we picked. The next
morning was bright and warm,and I heard a snow machine coming. We
got up faster than a rabbit running from a dog, and asked each
other, "Do I look sleepy? Is my hair messy? Do I look like
yesterday?" We thought it was so embarrassing, and hoped that the
person wasn't one of our boyfriends.
When it got closer, we saw that it was Fran
and my mom. They were worried about us, so they both came out to
check on us. We left the area with joy. When we told them about
the wolf we fought, they were amazed at what we went through that
night. They said they'd never let us go fishing together
again!
By
Angela Kameroff
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