Every year the local elementary has a Spring Festival, with bingo, a cakewalk, ring toss, and all of those games you only play at a school. When I was a kid, we had the same thing, but we called it a carnival. The idea is to raise money. At one of these festivals, my daughter M won a goldfish. She brought him home in a plastic bag filled with water. We bought a plastic fish tank, colored pebbles, a fish net, and fish food, and created a nice little plastic home for Goldie.
He died the next day.
So much for that. We emptied out the tank and stuck it on a shelf in the closet. Eventually, the tank made its way down to the basement, where it sat undisturbed for at least four years.
This weekend the tank made its way out of the basement for our yard sale. It lasted about ten minutes before being rescued by my nine-year-old daughter L.
"We can't sell this!"
She took it up to her room where it is now home to fish of a more durable nature.
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