On the remaining Thursday... I felt nervous. The whole senior syndicate went to the Panmure wharf.
After a while we got to the wharf. My class were the first to go. We got our bait catchers out and fishing rods. When we started fishing, my mum gave me some bait. Everyone was loud but, we had fun.
Then I saw some bait catchers floating away. Then some people moaning and groaning. They were sad. I saw heaps of cracked wood. The waves were vibrating, the wind was blowing and the bait was filled with a very, very horrible stink. The water was smacking the wood like a horrible fight. It was an amazing sight on the wharf.
Finally, we walked back and I was very joyful. Our progress wasn't that good at lining up, but, we had a great day.
When we got back we went home from the great day of fishing.