Being the first time that I am ever helping him out, Dad did what every employer would do. He threw the dirtiest jobs to me, making me rid all the waste products of the fishes and the scrubbing and wiping of the glass surfaces to remove all the mould that grew on it. It posed as a challenge to me, as you can see I don't have very long arms. Oh well. The whole house, especially the balcony, stinks of the fish tank's horrible foul smell even after cleaning the whole place up! At least the end product of the fish tank was something that I was proud of.

Speaking of fishes, my family had a long history of fishes! Like seriously long, back when I was 6 .. Till now. Perhaps we never did had much fate with these fishes, because none of them survived a really long time! Here's a list of fishes that my family kept.

It all started with ...

1. 2 small goldfishes. (My maid killed them!)

2. 100 over guppies. (They died eventually, somehow!)

3. 4 fighting fishes. (Mum flushed them down the basin while washing its bottle!)

4. 1 small arowana. (It jumped out of the fish tank!)

5. 2 koi fishes. (It died after Dad changed the water!)

6. 1 arowana. (It died after Dad changed the water! AGAIN!)

7. 1 arowana. (I have no idea how it died!)

8. 20 over goldfishes, with only 14 left! (Many died of infection!)

Out of the 100 over fishes that we have kept, I just want to share with you ... 2 of the fishes that I really loved.

The koi fish, of course. It was the first time that I actually caught a fish and could called it my own fish. Like literally, Jessica's fish! HAHAHAH. Not only that, I really loved that fish because it was special. It did not have any scales on it at all. And its flesh was so translucent that you could see right through it and clearly look at its bones! Here's a picture of the 2 koi fishes, my fish is the one at the bottom, my brother's on top. But .. Sigh!

Another fish that I really loved was this lion-head goldfish, out of the 20 other goldfishes Dad bought. It was the only lion-head in the tank that had a perfectly shaped bulging head. But it was rather timid, and got bullied by the other fishes. So ... One day after school, I went home and saw it lying on the bottom of the tank. Later did I realize half it's face was bitten by bacteria. Even it's A-hole was badly infected too! It died soon after. (And I went to squeeze it!)

AHHHH! HAHAHA.

I gave up the thought of rearing fishes. Now I want a puppy!

;D