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an unorthodox journey



Of Icky and shopping


"Good morning", replied Auntie Jackie, her eyebrows still frozen in their McDonald arches. She had learned in her travels around the world that when you find yourself in a peculiar situation, it's best to simply be polite.

"I am so tired of being dirty" said the miniature mermaid, "would you please get me into some clean water?".

Carefully, Auntie Jackie carried the jar back to her apartment and filled the jar with special, spring water - because everyone knows that the water that comes out of the tap tastes dreadful.

"Ah!" exclaimed the miniature mermaid, "that feels much better."

Auntie Jackie set the jar in the middle of the dining room table. 

"You speak English", stammered Auntie Jackie, "you, you…speak."

"So do you", shot back the miniature mermaid, cheekily. 

The miniature mermaid, swishing her golden tail in the water, plucked a piece of grass from her hair.

"My name is so long that even I can't really pronounce it so you should call me Icky", she announced matter-of-factly.

"You can call me Auntie Jackie," said Auntie Jackie, extending a finger. Icky shook her fingertip with her little hand.

With that, Icky slid back into the water, curled up on the bottom of the jar and fell fast asleep.

Auntie Jackie went to the tropical fish store.  The bored young clerk/ associate/ salesman (the name seems to change, but the job does not) ambled over.

"Need help, ma'am?", he asked, looking as if he sincerely hoped the answer would be no.

"Indeed I do, young man", said Auntie Jackie. "What kind of container would be required for a…a….mer...kind of goldfish?"

He sighed, his thoughts obvious, 'another old lady with nothing but a goldfish to keep her company.

Auntie Jackie left the store with a big fish tank and lots of bags of things. 

Icky was still asleep when Auntie Jackie returned

Very quietly, she assembled the giant new tank and arranged all the aquarium 'doodads' inside. Icky woke up and stretched her little arms above her head and wiggled her tail. She opened her eyes and then opened them wider still as she the new fish tank.  She smiled the biggest smile a miniature mermaid could smile and Auntie Jackie made a promise to herself that she would never ever flush her down the toilet, even if this all turned out to be in her imagination. Icky swam to the top of the jar and Auntie Jackie gently tipped her into the new tank.



Keep on your journey, Friend. Dreams change. Find joy in something.