A Fishy Tale
Session One
It is a beautiful summer day and you decide that you cannot stay in this classroom any longer. You slip away quietly and find yourself beside a stony creek. The creek is quiet today and the water is crystal clear. As you sit watching the water scamper over the rocks you see a school of rainbow fish swimming by. They swim gracefully, in formation and you realise that their are words on their colourful bodies. They are telling you something. Stunned, you quickly write down their message…
And what I thought I heard that afternoon was singing:
” Anita Marie! Anita Marie!” says this little fish with a slight edge to his fishy voice, “ Did you hear a word we said?”
” Huh? “
“ Tell us Anita Marie, why did you chose to come here to the Kingdom of Imagination? What does a woman who writes about ghosts and demons and monsters want from a creek full of clear water on such a beautiful sunny day? “
” Words fail me.” I say.
” Well, you’re a writer, can’t you come up with a thought or two? “
” I don’t feel like it right now. ” I say up into the pale blue sky.
” Why not? ” they ask swimming closer to the shore.
I lean down cup my hands and plunge them into the cool clear water.
” Because it’s lunch time “



Cute…
Sneaky ending! Lulling us all into a false sense of security
Cute and sneaky…that’s me alright
heh, heh, heh…Nicely done, Anita Marie.
Sushi, anyone?
Wolf’s clothes A.M. I see you snuck up on those simple fish folks. I confess I was concerned for just a few moments, thought you might have gone weird on me or something but no… I will still sleep easy.
So that’s it!