Personal Narrative Essay: Duck Hunting

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"When done under the rules of good sportsmanship, duck hunting is a culmination of art, skill, and scientific endeavor. It is also an act of love, for who loves the birds more than the hunter." --Bob Hinman, The Duck Hunter's Handbook, 1974. This quote, I believe applies to all kinds of hunting. This was not clear to me, however, until I was around thirteen years old. I am sure glad that it is now, though.
As a young child, I was lazy. I watched television all day long, every day. Even when I went to school, after coming home I would just watch television. I never went outside and I had no interest in it. Going outside to me was just more time away from lying on the couch. After I got a little older, my dad started pushing me to go hunting with him. I hunted with my dad from a young age, but I didn’t like it. I just wanted to go back inside. …show more content…

Later, my dad pushed me to buy a .243 rifle and a 20 gauge shotgun, but I didn’t want to spend all of my money on something that I didn’t want. It became time for me to start shooting things when we went hunting so I shot them, but it scared me a lot and I didn’t like it at all. My dad got me everything a girl could ask for to go hunting, including a huge, enclosed, and heated stand over an admirable food plot. I shot at many deer over the years, but I was so afraid that I would flinch every time and miss. I shot my first deer through the guts and I chased it all the way to my older brother’s stand who shot it for me. My second deer I shot with a broken scope and broke it’s back and I was too afraid of the gun so I had to wait for my dad to come and shoot it again. I figured out that I didn’t like shooting guns because I didn’t like the guns that I

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