A fish named Wanda

A fish named Wanda. No, not the movie. Just my 10 year old gold fish. Yep, you read it right - 10 year old. That should give you a hint why I named her Wanda - slang for wonder. You see, I got Wanda way back in 1998, as part of an aquarium package from a friend when I decided to try my skills in taking fish as pets. Fourteen small gold fish, a 36 gallon tank complete with water plants and lots of accessories is the whole thing - all for 600php. That was when I am still a bachelor. Then in 1999, I got marry, moved out of our home and in our own apartment, Irene and me and with us to move are the fish. By the time Matthew entered this world in 2001, a total of five gold fish bid goodbye and now I am left with nine. When Matthew was three, I sometimes let him feed the fish, and it would always make him smile every time feeding frenzy erupts amongst his golden friends. We then moved to another home by that Matthew was six, and from nine, to eight, to seven, to six gold fish what was left now is one. I could have introduced a new set of fish to Wanda as a company but I don't wanna take the risk of contaminating the water on what will now be foreign to it. Wanda is settled so I let it be. At this point in time, my fish is a 10 year old keeper, through her bubbly eyes she saw my son Matthew grow up, she even witnessed my family grow from three to four with the arrival of Michael. Wanda doesn't show sign that she's slowing down, majestically with her floppy and wavy fins she criss crosses the tank back and forth and to the delight of my wife Irene, Wanda would even do a backstroke from time to time.

Ten years, three houses, two kids. In a city there is a village, in a Village is a house, in that house is an aquarium, and in that aquarium is a fish, and in that fish is a story - a fish named Wanda.