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As he reached the pond, the father saw his son sitting down on the ground with his head between his knees. “You okay?” the father asked as he walked toward his son. His son lifted his head, his face was white as a sheet.

“The fish with the large head,” the boy quietly replied, “it looked at me. It looked at me and smiled. There were so many teeth in its mouth.”

The father sat with his son for a few minutes. He had heard strange things about this area but he didn’t think the stories were true. Looking at his son’s face he knew they wouldn’t be fishing today. “Want to go grab a burger instead?” the father asked his son.

“That sounds great,” the son replied, already looking better, “anything but a fish burger, please!” (End. by Prof. Michael Okamoto)
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Notes
rocky shore 岩礁;
chime チャイム[ひと組の鐘]が鳴る;
chirp チューチュー[チーチー]鳴く;
yell 叫び声をあげる、大声で叫ぶ;

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“See anything?” the father yelled from his truck. His son had ran toward the pond as soon as they had arrived. Standing on the rocky shore, the son stared into the dark blue water. Sounds of birds and bugs chimed and chirped all around him. The surrounding nature seemed very excited and alive on this sunny spring afternoon.

“There are fish here!” the boy answered excitedly. The father continued unpacking the fishing poles and gear from his truck. It had many years since he had last gone fishing.

“Hey Dad, you should see this,” the boy said. “There’s a fish here with a really large head!” he continued. “A fish with a large head?” the father thought, “What could that be?”

“What do you think it is?” the father yelled back as he finished unloading the gear.

Though the sounds from the trees were loud, his son’s silence seemed louder. “Hey, son!” the father yelled again, as he began to walk toward the pond. “Where did you go?” he asked repeatedly.(to be continued. By Prof. Michael Okamoto)
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