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Topic: Like a Fish Out of Water (10/24/13)
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TITLE: The Wishes of Fishes | Previous Challenge Entry
By Deborah Sampson
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But Gwen loved to come down and look at the frogs and the Koi that swam around day and night in the shallow end of her grandparent’s small pond. She couldn’t help giving each fish a name and began to watch the antics of each one as to see what type of fish they were. It did not take her long to realize that each fish had a unique way of swimming or gliding in the water and they each had a favorite place to hide to take a nap.
Blueboy had the bluest specs on him and the longest fish tail: it seemed to swish back and forth gently as he swam around the pond. He had so many different shades of blue on him and he seemed to know that he was indeed a very beautiful fish.
Blueboy swam around with Goldie most of the time. Goldie was also a koi. Most Japanese Koi could live a long time.
Just then the biggest and strongest of the fish clan came into view as he swam toward the end of the pond. Gwen had found out over time that she had been coming here that Torpedo was in charge of this group. When Gwen would feed them he always was first and ate the most because he could easily swim and push the other fish away, or he would do his little jumping routine, and jump right over a fish to get to a piece of fish food.
Torpedo was fun to watch and you knew he must be the smartest of the fish. Gwen could see him coming; his black and orange form could be seen as he swam closer to the top of the water.
Gwen often wanted to know what the fish thought about all day, and what they wished they could do. Did each fish wish they could talk or maybe walk?? Be the biggest or jump the highest out of the water? Did each fish wish they could live on the outside of the water? She would really like to know.
Walking up to the fish now she knew that they would all be waiting for her to feed them their favorite fish food. Sure enough, each one was there waiting, except Torpedo. Gwen threw some food into the pond and then walked further down to see if she could see him.
Torpedo was there at the side of the pond. He seemed to be staring right at her.
Gwen asked the big old fish what he wanted or was wishing for. He swam back and forth, still looking at her.” Tell me boy, what do you want?” She asked again.
“My dear, you see I want to tell you something.” He said. “The wishes of my friends and me are very simple. I wish that all of you could be as happy and contented as we are. We know what we want and what we are doing every day but so many like ‘you’, seem sad or anxious. Some of you seem in a hurry to do all things. We do not fret or worry about anything. The only worry we have if we do become a fish out of water it would be disastrous for us, like a flood happening to you all. God made us just the way we are, and we trust He makes no mistakes.” Said the big old fish as he swam back up to Gwen.
Gwen could not believe her eyes or ears. Torpedo had talked to her but it was not just the talking, it was the fact that he knew so much about people and the lives they lived.
“Torpedo, you are a very smart fish and I won’t worry anymore about the wishes of fishes. You have answered my questions and thoughts about all of you and I think that it would be neat indeed if we all could be more like you. We all need to take a calmer approach to life and let God in and let Him handle our problems.
Gwen knew then that she needed to talk to God and let Him know she needed help to blossom out and be the person that God had planned in His Will for her….
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This quarter has been difficult since many are taking the topics literally. You kind of touched on the topic by having the little girl be quiet and shy. I didn't see the not fitting in or sense of not belonging. If you enter next week (and I hope you do) try to write more about what the saying means. So when pigs fly, the story should be centered around something that is hard to believe.
I enjoyed your story and the characters. I really like how you showed that even fish are unique and have their own distinct personalities. Your message is a good one too. God does love us all and has a perfect plan for his children.
God bless~