HOW I WENT FISHING
It’s morning. And what a lyrical morning!
Sky above, earth below. And a lake before me…
Know what a lake is?
It's an extremely large deep bowl in the ground filled with water, rather than “Supe a lа peisanne” (as they wrote in the “Renaissance”).
And in that water there are fish and crayfish…
My aim as a fisherman is to catch the fish and any crayfish that happen along.
That’s for one.
Secondly, to get enjoyment from all of this, to relax, and to make soup from my fresh catch…
For this reason, I’ve taken the following with me:
a) Obligatory Decree No. 118 of the Kharkiv Gubernial Executive Committee (rules on how to fish),
b) a ruler,
c) a pair of dividers,
d) an umbrella (for shade!),
e) a basket holding half a dozen salted roaches, a bottle of pepper vodk
