Matthew sat on the bank just staring at the water.  The watar was so clear he could see the fish just swimming around teasing the hook on his fishing pole.  "Patience is what it takes, patience," thought Matthew.  "One of these times, the fish are going to be hungry for that worm and they are going to bite it and I will then have caught them," as Matthew chuckled out loud to himself.

Anna and her brother Matthew had gone for a walk in the back acreage of their farm.  They had a small pond there that Matthew would often fined himself leisurely sitting on the banks with his fishing pole just waiting for that special catch.

On the other hand, Anna was in her own world of fun things to do.  As she walked through the tall swaying grass, she would pick her favorite wildflowers.  "I'm going to take a beautiful bouquet home to put on the dinner table tonight," thought Anna.

Anna could have cared less about fishing.  That wasn't her idea of having fun.  "Who wants to sit quietly not making a move just waiting for that one bite?  It sure seems like a boring way to spend time to me, " thought Anna.

Anna was having fun with what she was doing to keep herself occupied while Matthew was waiting for that bite.   Anna would watch the small wild animals, like the jack rabbit just frolicking around in the tall grass as if to say, catch mew if you can.

"Matthew, why do you like to fish so much?" said Anna.  "You just sit there still for so long.  I would go crazy if I did that for hours on end like you do," as Anna shuffled her feet in the tall grass.

"Oh Anna, please do be quiet, this is an art.  You have to be quiet, or you will scare the fish away," said Matthew.

"Matthew, do as you please.  I'm going to sit over on this rock," said Anna.  "If you don't don't hurry and catch some fish, I am going...