The Terribly Sad Tale of Our Harvest Festival Goldfish
The person that decides to have a goldfish toss and giveaway live goldfish as prizes at a Harvest Festival for grade school age children must not have children. Or has a mean streak a mile wide. Who thinks it is a good idea to give goldfish that have been banged around away to 5 and 6 year olds? It is the same as putting coal in Christmas stockings. The child wakes up excited to see his merry fish, but the fish is floating belly up.
This is our terribly sad tale of our Harvest Festival goldfish.
My 3 and 5 year old happily attended my son's Harvest Festival a couple of weeks ago. They played the games, grooved to Michael Jackson's Thriller, ate cupcakes. But, to my horror, there was a goldfish toss. I tried desperately to steer my children around the goldfish toss. I actually succeeded for most of the night. They didn't really notice it until one of my son's friends ran up to us, and, swelling with pride and giddy with excitement, showed my son the small goldfish that he had won.
Crap! Well, actually I muttered something a bit stronger under my breath. And then had to explain to my daughter that I was saying "duck!"
So, of course, both my children wanted to play the goldfish toss game. If you haven't had the pleasure of playing a goldfish toss game, let me briefly explain this childhood pleasure to you. You toss a ping pong ball into a table filled with small bowls. Each tiny bowl contains a live goldfish. If you get the ball in the bowl, you win the fish.
My 5 year old eagerly approached the tossing line on the ground. He carefully aimed his bowl. He threw it. It plopped into one of the bowls and he won a fish. He was handed a white and gold colored goldfish swimming in a plastic bag. He was completely happy, swelling with pride and patting his plastic bag. My 3 year old daughter didn't make any of her balls into a bowl but was nonetheless given a fish as a prize.
And we went home with the goldfish. Luckily, I had a goldfish bowl and some de-chlorinator for the tap water. The fish were christened with names - Tiny Gold and Princess Gold. My children went to bed happy, asking about whether we could go to the Pet Store and buy toys for the goldfish bowl the next day.Continued on the next page