|Man on Grand Isle checking out the water for fishing|
Well Buzz, he thought a moment and he says, "What can I do?" And I tells him, "Just think back when you were really little here in Cloutierville and playin' with other children. What was the thing you always thought of doin' the first thing you got up every day, the thing you wanted to do and liked the most when you was just a boy?"
He says to me, "Well I liked to take my wagon around with things I found in the neighborhood and see if other people wanted to buy them from me. Most folks just had things to get rid of and didn't know how to get them around so other people knew. So I took them in my wagon, and I found those other folks. The people who had the things they gave me got rid of them or sold them, and the people who bought them from me didn't have as much to pay if those things I had were new."
He's quiet just a moment, then he says, "Oh, I know now. I looked forward to takin' my wagon around like that and meeting people too. I hadn't thought about it since I was a kid myself those many years ago back home in Cloutierville. But I think I know what you mean, Granny, that wagon and what I done back then, well that's my fishing pole."
Everybody has a fishin' pole, but findin' it's the trick. But Granny says, begin right there; and give yourself a chance because knowin' there's something you have inside that's special gives you hope when you have none.
And most of all, when you get that fishin' pole workin' for you and catchin' fish again, just don't forget to thank the man upstairs who gave it to you first.