Flavio was fishing along with Erendida and Yuma who were on a fairly simple wooden boat but it was big enough for father and children to have their day fishing.
Yuma and Erendida were concentrated with their small fishing rods which were a mesquite wooden stick with a maguey rope that in its lower part had a lure with a maguey worm.
Yuma wiped the sweat on his forehead "Dad why the fish aren't catching the hook, they don't like the hook we put on."
Erendida smiled and pulled a large fish from his fishing rod "Don't be a weeping Yuma, look at this fish I just caught, I'm even sure that Pilcoatl could catch fish with eyes closed."
Yuma looked angrily at her sister "That's nothing my dear Mitsune can fish just by putting her hand in the water."
Before the two children will start a battle to see who could do more things, Flavio embraces them. "My children don't fight for meaningless things, each of you can do things easier than others.
