Yesterday, I threw
my fishing rod in the water and caught a fish. I didn’t eat it, of course,
because I felt sorry for it. So I put it in a fish bowl and gave it a name. The
next day O woke up and didn’t see him. Then I saw a little head sticking out
behind a little stone: “Oh, there you are!” I cried “you like to hide, eh?” So
we played hide and seek all day.
