At first there were ten. Then they were down to nine. Then to eight. Then seven. Six. Five. The last goldfish felt so lonely, he gave himself up.
I think I, too, give up - on live goldfish anyway - and make myself my own 'Angelspiel'. As kids in Germany we had loads of fun with it: several cardboard cut-out fishes with a metal paperclip through the nose lying behind a cardboard screen to make them 'invisble' to the angler and a fishing rod with a small magnet for a hook which the angler dangles down over the screen.
Mustn't forget to wear my black armband though as I'm still in mourning!
| I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny little spoons and forks, so I wondered what Chinese mothers use. Toothpicks? |
