Like sharing a plate of spaghetti we dropped our fingers into the soft mass of gooey wriggly worms and took out these creatures by the numbers. In fact if not for the dark brown and reddish colour and their movements it was like having a fork of noodles or spaghetti ready to be devoured.
We took a few of them and then put them into an empty can that each of us had brought along. To prevent them from drying and dying we topped them with a layer of soft cow dung. We had learnt this from experience. Once we forgot to do it and on reaching the fishing spot, the worms had dried up and could not be used. So instead of fishing, we swam and played in the mining pool. It was fun though without our parents’ permission and knowledge. If they had known about this adventure, I am sure we would have got a bad trashing from them.
We took a few of them and then put them into an empty can that each of us had brought along. To prevent them from drying and dying we topped them with a layer of soft cow dung. We had learnt this from experience. Once we forgot to do it and on reaching the fishing spot, the worms had dried up and could not be used. So instead of fishing, we swam and played in the mining pool. It was fun though without our parents’ permission and knowledge. If they had known about this adventure, I am sure we would have got a bad trashing from them.
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