Thursday 2nd July 2009
by Nussaïbah Raja
The Lady shines over her subjects
Both of my Angelfish died yesterday, I had only two. I found them at night, just before I was going to sleep. I usually take a good look at them to make sure they’re alright. And I found them. One went, I suppose, exploring at the bottom and couldn’t get out. He managed to crawl under the base of the plants and stayed there. The other, much luckier but not that lucky, went looking for him and got stuck in the plants, or maybe he was eating the plant and didn’t care at all for the other one.
Anyway, it was already late when I checked on them, and I managed to take them out of the bowl without disturbing the others. If you’re looking for pictures, let me just tell you that at that time, taking them was not really on my mind. The water turned to a strange colour and I told myself I would change it the first thing in the morning. I kept hoping that the others wouldn’t die before I get to change them.
Sure enough, the moment I woke up, I went to check on them. They all were here, except the Angelfish of course. I fished them out, with much difficulty; they have this really bad habit of hiding at the bottom. I washed the stones and gravel, the plants and finally the bowl, without realizing that it broke. Yeah, it BROKE. How? I haven’t really gone that far for what followed were the shouts of my mom and you really tend to forget everything when she does that.
The small hole with really BIG consequences
Well, she tried to mend it and so far, it’s working. She sealed the big hole with a Nutella jar lid. This way, it won’t leak and the fish won’t go to the bottom either. So far, so good; the fish are alright, the bowl is alright and I’m still in one piece.
Sealed forever by Nutella
i lyk dat bit kt to mum in crier la..as if i can hear her!! *wink*
aww.. am sad abt the two angelfish…
things like that happen 
hope things have gone better since then
teker nussie
)
I’m very sorry to hear about the two Angelfish – It is always a indescribable pain when something that you love is no more
. The bowl breaking is quite a stroke of bad luck, though I am sure that the jar lid will hold strong
.
Looking after fish is a very therapeutic and a very rewarding experience; many times after a hard day at school, I would lie outside and watch them as they gracefully weaved their way through plants and amongst each other
. Although forever silent, they offer a real escape from the never ending pace of modern life
Aww…. Hope you soon get a better stroke of luck… I’m really sad to hear about the Angelfish…