Yesterday I had this feeling of wanting to fish by the St. Louis river. As I got to the river bank, I saw two pairs of married couples fishing. And a father was in his sailboat while his son was swimming right beside his sailboat. As I put my boat into the water to fish, everything seemed to be OK at least at the moment. The wind was becoming a little stronger and so were the waves （波浪） at a quicker rate. I watched the father pulling his anchor （锚）. His son continued swimming.
Ten minutes later, as I was in what I believed at the time was a big fish. I heard a scream that no parent ever wants to hear. The sound was a child screaming for his life as he was being washed away by the water.
I looked around. There was neither his dad nor the two pairs of married couples in sight. I then dropped my fishing line and rowed as quickly as I could to the kid. I quickly got the kid to calm down and pulled him onto the shore.
I was worried about how cold he was so I called first-aid medical services. At this time, his father appeared. I stayed long enough to watch the father reunite with his son.
Officers interviewed the child's father and learned they were sailing on the river when the boy wanted to swim next to the boat, holding an attached （依附的） rope. The boy lost hold of the rope, and the wind pushed the sailboat away from the boy.
