Fishing with Dynamite

Today Ranji (my cousin) took me and my sister and some of his friends fishing with dynamite.  I went ’cause, well “What else are you going to do?” to quote my sister.  We walked down some roads, which I would call paths.  We got to someone’s house and met up with some more people, and then left through the back yard on what really was paths.  We split up and Ranji took us up on top of a jungled hill that overlooked the river.  He left us with his shirt and bracelet and wandered off with his friends.  For a couple moments Brittni and I joked about getting ditched in the jungle, but then we saw them wading out into the river.  I climbed up into a tree so I could see better.  Someone (I couldn’t really figure out who was who from that far away) climbed up onto a rock, lit the dynamite and tossed it into the water.  A couple seconds later the water jettisoned up maybe 5 feet.  They swam around looking for some dead fish, and after a while came back to get us.  With 3 dead fish in hand we started walking home.  On the way home someone climbed into a tree and tossed down a bunch of coconuts.  They were hacked open and passed around for water.

When it was just Ranji, Brittni and I tried to explain how fishing with dynamite is bad for the fish.  I’m not sure if he understood what I was syaing.  Later I explained to my dad, and he in return explained to Ranji (I think, who knows what my Dad said to him.  He’s a poor translator sometimes).  I think my dad agreed with me, but I’m not sure if Ranji did.

December 22, 2003 • Tags:  • Posted in: Vacation

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