Yesterday was a great day at the beach with my family;
we were all fishing except my mom. Everybody caught a fish except my dad. Caren
and I were fishing at the moment and everybody else was in the water relaxing.
We were still fishing when Catie said, "Hey we're at the sandbar." Then she
told us "Caren, Zac come here this is the sandbar". So I came first
while Caren was fishing there for another minute. Finally Caren and I were
fishing on the sandbar when she gets a bite. She looked down and there was a
Black Tip Shark.

So we start swimming and running back to shore. Luckily it
didn't chase after us. So my mom and Catie stayed on the sand relaxing after that,
but my dad was after that shark. He got
this small fish that I found to use as bait, and we cut it up to pieces. Also
the shark was only a baby shark. Later Caren tried fishing for the shark with
the fish bait. It was weird because my dad would be still fishing on the
sandbar and from time to time he'll point right on front of him saying, in a
calm voice, "The shark is in front of me". Also he would warn us when
the shark's coming our way. Caren was still fishing at the shallow water and I was
next to her, then she gets a monster bite by the Black Tip Shark. It was so big
it broke the line. It was cool, surprisingly not creepy. Also it was in front
of me about 10 times. So after about 35 minutes they stopped fishing and went
back to our beach house. But it was so cool looking at a shark in action biting
the line and being in front of me so many times. That day was so cool!