The Fishermen英語(yǔ)美文閱讀

The Fishermen英語(yǔ)美文閱讀

　　下面是學(xué)習(xí)啦小編整理的英語(yǔ)美文：The Fishermen，歡迎大家閱讀!

　　There was a group called "The Fisherman's Fellowship". They were surrounded by streams andlakes full of hungry fish. They met regularly to discuss the call to fish, and the thrill of catchingfish. They got excited about fishing!!

　　Someone suggested that they needed a philosophy of fishing, so they carefully defined andredefined fishing, and the purpose of fishing. They developed fishing strategies and tactics.Then they realized that they had been going at it backwards. They had approached fishing fromthe point of view of the fisherman, and not from the point of view of the fish. How do fish viewthe world? How does the fisherman appear to the fish? What do fish eat, and when? These areall good things to know. So they began research studies, and attended conferences on fishing.Some traveled to far away places to study different kinds of fish, with different habits. Somegot PhD's in fishology. But no one had yet gone fishing.

　　So a committee was formed to send out fishermen. As prospective fishing placesoutnumbered fishermen, the committee needed to determine priorities.

　　A priority list of fishing places was posted on bulletin boards in all of the fellowship halls. Butstill, no one was fishing. A survey was launched, to find out why… Most did not answer thesurvey, but from those that did, it was discovered that some felt called to study fish, a few tofurnish fishing equipment, and several to go around encouraging the fisherman.

　　What with meetings, conferences, and seminars, they just simply didn't have time to fish.

　　Now, Jake was a newcomer to the Fisherman's Fellowship. After one stirring meeting of theFellowship, Jake went fishing. He tried a few things, got the hang of it, and caught a choice fish.At the next meeting, he told his story, and he was honored for his catch, and then scheduledto speak at all the Fellowship chapters and tell how he did it. Now, because of all the speakinginvitations and his election to the board of directors of the Fisherman's Fellowship, Jake nolonger has time to go fishing.

　　But soon he began to feel restless and empty. He longed to feel the tug on the line once again.So he cut the speaking, he resigned from the board, and he said to a friend, "Let's go fishing."They did, just the two of them, and they caught fish.

　　The members of the Fisherman's Fellowship were many, the fish were plentiful, but the fisherswere few.