I was twelve when I got my first pet. A cute little panda, that made his way to Belgium. It was love at first sight! I looked at his face and named him Zorro.
After a month, Zorro weighed 10 kilos, after another he weighed 20 more; we didn’t know where to find more bamboo to feed my huge friend. Zorro had eaten all the bamboo in the area already...the bamboo chair in the den, the basket in the sewing room, the hamper in the laundry room that was made out of spruce but looked a little like bamboo.
One day my father came to me with a stern face to tell that Zorro could no longer stay with us.
I begged him to find a way to keep my pet in our house, but my pleas were in vain.
He was determined to ship Zorro back to China.
With tears in my eyes, I said goodbye to my friend.
How mad I was at my father for having sent my cute panda away! I wish he had gone to China as well, for I couldn't stand his sight.
A few weeks later, not quite over my loss, but ready now to accept a replacement, I got a new pet; a cute little fish with strange teeth. I looked at him and with a vengeful smile I named him Jaws.
Author notes
No parents were harmed in the process, but don't ask me what happened after
A contest entry
- Fiction On AllPoetry? Call Me Rebel! by Yemassee.
875 points, ended October 3, 2008, 11 entries
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I'm pretty sure that cute little fish wouldn't quite fit into that bowl you were planning to keep him in
Or did you have a gigantic pool in the garden - with caves and fifty thousand miles of shore or something?
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Ms Lady, stay off the coffee, but write more stories. Please. (and thank you).
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I think we all harbor thos types thoughts at some time in our young lives..I loved how your panda ate his way through all your furniture. Especially the spruce hamper in the laundry room...I hope the laundry was caught up.
Good luck in Yem's contest...
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The scene that remains in my mind---
Zorro eating his way through the house!
Ominous---jaws!
Clever, clever, clever!
M-C
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Yes, some words can tell a story all by themselves...and "Jaws" is one of them!! One imagines the mind of the child, onl knowing what it wants, and building reality around it, and a sense of right and wrong; fair and unjust... hmmm just like most adults, most communities , and every nation...oh man!
...anyway great story...got me to thinking... h
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Indeed Muzzy is right, it is the cutest name...well, right after Moxie.
It's sad, the father is a most prudent fellow and yet he is not only vilified but apparently on the verge of being victimized...so how come patricide is funny but an inquisitive child that does a little C-section on a mother cat is evil?
Silliness aside, it's adorable, funny, a little silly, and even yet...that ubiquitous word of mine...sad.
"After a month, Zorro weighed 10 kilos, after another he weighed 20 more; we didn’t know where to find more bamboo to feed my huge friend."
Zorro sounds like me...
My brother used to have a school of red belly piranha, they are pretty critters, and no, he never tried human on them.
Beyond the cuteness, there's this little Sicilian vendetta that maybe we all wish we could make come true.
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