I am scared of ice fishing, so I admire akwa’wewinini (ice fisherman) who are zoongide’e (brave) enough to venture out onto the mikwam (ice) during cold baboon (winter) days to drill a hole and fish. When ziigwan (spring) arrives and the mikwam (ice) begins to melt, and the warm fishing season approaches, I begin to get excited about fishing.
Every niibin (summer) I promise myself to make time to fish—though I usually only get out to fish abiding (once) or niizhing (twice) per summer. I’ve been dreaming of being jiime (out on the water) fishing these past few weeks and watching namewag (sturgeons) shimmering under the surface. I made a promise to get out and go fishing before the end of July, at least two or three times.
My newest piece celebrates my love of namewag (sturgeons), the king of the fish.
