Once upon a time there was a fish called Wanda. Wanda was a beautiful shiny fish with a lovely tail and large pectoral fins. Wanda swam in a sea know as “The Sea of Contentment”. Wanda was a fairly happy fish until one day her swimming partner decided to swim in another ocean called “The Ocean of the Uncommitted”. Wanda was left all alone. So Wanda decided to find a new partner to swim with. She chose an ocean called “The Ocean of Plenty”. When she first started to swim in the “Ocean of Plenty”, Wanda was taken aback by the sheer volume of other fish. There were all kinds of fish – big ones, small ones, ones with lots of color, ones that moved fast and others that lingered leisurely along. Wanda decided to meet up with some of these other fish. The first fish that Wanda met was called a shark. This was a big strong looking fish that swam confidently and without fear of the other fish. Wanda was impressed. The shark looked at Wanda and saw that she was unaccustomed to swimming in his ocean. The shark liked that. He coddled up to Wanda and made her feel comfortable. Wanda liked the attention. Then one day while Wanda was not looking, the shark snapped at her. Wanda quickly realized the shark was not as he appeared. He was mean and vicious and only wanted to eat Wanda. Wanda swam as fast as she could away from the shark. Wanda said she was lucky she found out about the shark before it was too late. The next fish Wanda came across was called a blow fish. This was a nice looking fish and Wanda thought to herself “why is he called a blow fish”. Wanda swam along with the blow fish and felt very comfortable with him. Then without notice the blow fish began to fill up and become very large and grotesque. She asked why are you becoming so large. The blow fish answered Wanda by saying “to impress you of course”. Wanda said you look ugly and you are not what you appear. The blow fish said “it works with the other fish”. Wanda swam away. The next fish Wanda encountered was called a barracuda. Wanda was very impressed. The barracuda was sleek and colorful. The barracuda swam very fast and dashed around Wanda. Wanda thought to herself - this is nice. The barracuda is young and will be a great swimming partner for a long time. Shortly after meeting the barracuda, Wanda noticed the barracuda was eying a school of young Angel fish. Wanda asked “why are you looking at those other fish, you are supposed to be with me”. The barracuda answered by saying “I’m just looking”. Wanda was happy. A few days passed and the barracuda said to Wanda he needed to go see a friend of his. Wanda said “hurry back” but the barracuda went away for a long time. Wanda went looking for the barracuda and while looking came across the school of Angel fish again. Low and behold, there was the barracuda too. He was trying to impress the Angel fish by darting in and out of a coral reef. Wanda realized the barracuda had lied to her and she decided to leave the barracuda to his games. Wanda became very depressed. And then without warning, a grouper happened along. The grouper was very ordinary looking. He didn’t have nice fins and moved rather somberly. Wanda was not impressed. But the grouper came up to Wanda and asked her if she’d like to join him. Wanda thought to herself it would help pass the time if nothing else until something more vibrant came along. Wanda and the grouper swam side by side. As Wanda swam along with the grouper she realized he was a nice fish. He wasn’t as confident as the shark, or as boisterous as the blow fish, and certainly not as sleek and fast as the barracuda – and yet he was comfortable to be with. Wanda started to warm up to the grouper. And as Wanda became more comfortable with the grouper, the grouper opened up and told Wanda of all the things he had seen and all the oceans he had swam in. Wanda was mesmorized. Could this simple looking grouper be the fish I will swim with for evermore? Wanda swam along and forgot all about the shark, the blow fish, and the barracuda. She had found her “Sea of Contentment” once more.

I hope I find my grouper,sick of all the other kind of fish.