Clown fish and Angel Fish by Clara Grace; August 19, 2007

“I want my fire,” Clara Grace announced.

“I’ll get you a pacifier for bed if you tell me a story first,” her daddy replied.

“OK, I’ll tell you a story,” she said. “Once upon a time there was an angel fish and…what?”

“Um, a clown fish,” her daddy supplied.

Clara Grace nodded and then continued, “OK, clown fish. And clown fish heard a noise, and…what was it?”

“Boommm….Boommmm” her daddy answered in a low, quiet voice.

Clara Grace glanced up. Momentarily identifying with Clown fish’s dread. “It was thunder! Clown fish hide in the bushes.”

“Then what did clown fish do?” her daddy prompted curiously.


Clara Grace responded, ”Clown fish cried and cried.”

“Who made clown fish feel better?” her daddy asked.

“Angel fish.” Clara Grace replied. Naturally, this answer came as a bit of a surprise seeing as how angel fish have so often played the role of thunder in previous stories, But there could be no mistake to the character’s change in status as Clara Grace forged ahead with her tale, “Angel fish said, ‘Be quiet’.”

After a dramatic pause, her daddy insisted, “Then what happened?”

Clara Grace answered sadly, “The thunder hurt clown fish.”

“The thunder hurt clown fish!?” Daddy repeated. “How did the thunder hurt clown fish?”

“The thunder just hurt clown fish,” Clara said simply. “Angel fish said, ‘You want Tylenol?’ Clown fish said, ‘I don’t want Tylenol.’ Angel fish said, ‘You’re being silly. Do you want Tylenol?’ Clown fish said, ‘I want Tylenol.’ The end.”