The worm wiggled and jiggled and jumped right off the hook and into the water.
"Plop!" went the worm.
Using her fingers, Jelly grabbed another worm, picked up the hook with her other hand, and carefully slipped the wiggly, jiggly worm right on the hook.
"Yes!" she yelled, jumping up and down. "I did it, Gram! Look! The worm is on my hook!"
Now that Jelly had the worm on her hook, she carefully put it back into the water. Down the worm went, deeper, deeper and deeper into the cold, clear water. Catching fish for dinner was one of their favorite things to do.
This was the first time she had caught a fish all by herself. As a reward, her grandmother said that she could fry the fish for dinner.
She could hardly wait.