I finally got all the kids together for a fishing trip, which has been hard to do for various reasons. Due to the kindness of a fellow church member, we were allowed to fish in his pond. It has big catfish, but as far as we knew, mostly small bluegill and bass. We were told to keep what we caught, in order to "thin out" some of the fish. My two youngest caught a bunch of tiny "bait stealers," so I hit on an idea. I rigged up one of the small fish on a bigger hook so my 14 year old could try for a bass. He spotted a "Big fish" under a narrow dock. So like a kid might, he tried to convince it to bite, laying on the dock with the pole in one hand and a short length of line and the minnow in the other, working it like a teabag. Soon there was a splash and a shout from the dock. A "Huge fish" had struck just as John lifted the minnow from the water, breaking it off. Well, later we caught another small fish so I rigged it up again, and with the optimism of youth John returned to the dock and resumed his tea-bag fishing. In between baiting hooks and reffing squabbles between the two young 'uns, I heard John say, "I see him...."