Excerpt from My Dad: How I Learned What Not To Be...

Oto was a bit nervous to see the fish trying to jump out of the boat, but he held the fish as his dad took the hook out of the mouth.

Unfortunately the line with the empty hook got snagged on Oto's shirt and the barbed hook went into his palm.

“Dad, help me!”

“Hold on Oto, give me your hand for a second.”

He managed to get the hook out of his son’s hand, but the small gash began to bleed instantly.