Goldy Jr.

Well it all started when my mom declared,

"I want a fountain." Dad bought materials. Finally it was done.

Mom said, "There is something missing."

"But what?" Dad questioned. That very second I didn't know and interupted.

"Dad, can I have some goldfish?" I asked. "That's it," snapped Dad.

On 6-19-04 we went to the fish shop. I also got some goldfish. Dad let me name them. I named my half ET., Rold, & my most favorite one is Goldy Jr. Dad got Rold Sr., Goldy Sr., and Goldenray. After a while the tank started to stink. Later we went back with a sample of the water. The nice man did some tests & the answer was that we fed them all too much.

by Anderson
Young Writers Camp, Oakland

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