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A Fisherman's Tale
Published 4 years, 3 months ago
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Tonight's story isA Fisherman's Talehttps://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Fisherman%27s_TaleBackground sounds of waves and a light thunderstorm from Coastal Thunderstorm in the Redwoods by Spooky Boo RhodesAmbiance of Sandcastlehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vRiQNjWAtI
Fisherman's TaleBefore I start this story, I’d like to explain an expression from my native language, Brazilian Portuguese. As you may have already concluded, I’m Brazilian. I was born and raised in a small town in Bahia, a state to the northeast of the country. My city basically survives through fishing, so I can pretty much say that the expression. I’ll explain right now is one commonly used there.“História de Pescador”, or, in English, “fisherman’s tale” is an expression used to name tall tales or absurd lies told by someone. As you must have already guessed, it’s named so because fishermen usually stories about giant fish they caught or some fantastic creature they saw in the ocean or something around that. My dad used to be a fisherman, so I guess I can say I really heard lots of those.Anyway… My family was really poor. Actually, the whole small, almost microscopic fishing-based town we lived in was really poor. Well, not only that, we lived in one of the poorest regions of Brazil. Despite that, I can’t really say that I had a bad childhood. On the contrary, actually. Sure, we had our share of difficulties, but we had a simple life and I never came even close to starving or working as a child.As I already said, dad was a fisherman. Mom was a school teacher. If you don’t know about Brazil’s basic education situation, then I’ll just sum it up to you: it’s awful. The government doesn’t really care about basic education and it pays our teachers really badly. Despite that, the two of them always incentivized me to study really hard, which I do to this very day.Especially dad, who couldn’t read at all. He had a very difficult life and I won’t be getting into detail with that. Not because I don’t want to, but because he barely ever spoke about his younger days, which leads me to believe he went through some really tough situations. But, still, he always had a smile on his tanned face.Whenever he’d take his fishing trips with his fellow fishermen, he’d tell me one of his “fisherman’s tales”. It usually was about some trouble he went through in the high seas or something he heard of. I think that’s how he tried to tell me stories so I could sleep easily before he left early the next morning. And since he couldn’t do the usual “grab a fairy tale book and read your kid to sleep” thing, I guess he made up his own stories. I also think it was his way to say some sort of goodbye, since his fishing ventures took from 3 to 4 days, and you’d never know if there was an accident or not.Anyway, I knew better than to believe in sea dragons or colossal tuna fish, but I never complained. I always loved his tales, no matter how absurd
Tonight's story isA Fisherman's Talehttps://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Fisherman%27s_TaleBackground sounds of waves and a light thunderstorm from Coastal Thunderstorm in the Redwoods by Spooky Boo RhodesAmbiance of Sandcastlehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vRiQNjWAtI
Fisherman's TaleBefore I start this story, I’d like to explain an expression from my native language, Brazilian Portuguese. As you may have already concluded, I’m Brazilian. I was born and raised in a small town in Bahia, a state to the northeast of the country. My city basically survives through fishing, so I can pretty much say that the expression. I’ll explain right now is one commonly used there.“História de Pescador”, or, in English, “fisherman’s tale” is an expression used to name tall tales or absurd lies told by someone. As you must have already guessed, it’s named so because fishermen usually stories about giant fish they caught or some fantastic creature they saw in the ocean or something around that. My dad used to be a fisherman, so I guess I can say I really heard lots of those.Anyway… My family was really poor. Actually, the whole small, almost microscopic fishing-based town we lived in was really poor. Well, not only that, we lived in one of the poorest regions of Brazil. Despite that, I can’t really say that I had a bad childhood. On the contrary, actually. Sure, we had our share of difficulties, but we had a simple life and I never came even close to starving or working as a child.As I already said, dad was a fisherman. Mom was a school teacher. If you don’t know about Brazil’s basic education situation, then I’ll just sum it up to you: it’s awful. The government doesn’t really care about basic education and it pays our teachers really badly. Despite that, the two of them always incentivized me to study really hard, which I do to this very day.Especially dad, who couldn’t read at all. He had a very difficult life and I won’t be getting into detail with that. Not because I don’t want to, but because he barely ever spoke about his younger days, which leads me to believe he went through some really tough situations. But, still, he always had a smile on his tanned face.Whenever he’d take his fishing trips with his fellow fishermen, he’d tell me one of his “fisherman’s tales”. It usually was about some trouble he went through in the high seas or something he heard of. I think that’s how he tried to tell me stories so I could sleep easily before he left early the next morning. And since he couldn’t do the usual “grab a fairy tale book and read your kid to sleep” thing, I guess he made up his own stories. I also think it was his way to say some sort of goodbye, since his fishing ventures took from 3 to 4 days, and you’d never know if there was an accident or not.Anyway, I knew better than to believe in sea dragons or colossal tuna fish, but I never complained. I always loved his tales, no matter how absurd