This is Ria. Welcome to Little Stories for Tiny People. Can I just say before we begin

how grateful I am to you for listening to my stories? It means so much to... oh, I just

looked at the huge clock in my studio and we do not have time for pleasantries today. Because

I have a guest and she will be here in like one minute. So I wrote this story a while ago. Can't

say I remember it too well. Sometimes my brain gets all fuzzy about my stories after I write them.

So it will be a surprise for all of us as to how it turns out. But I do vaguely remember that

there are geese in this story. So please welcome my guest, Gassandra. Gassandra is a goose, a Canadian

goose. And I am not afraid of her being this close to me. Not at all. Welcome Gassandra.

You can just back up a little bit though. Okay thanks. Friends, I am totally not afraid of geese,

but I just need Gassandra to be a little further away from me. So you might not be able to hear her

voice. Gassandra, I invited you here because I do feature geese in this story. Can't quite recall

how geese are featured, but I just know that they are. So welcome. Can't wait to hear your thoughts.

I didn't know geese had eyebrows if they could furrow, but apparently they do. Gassandra, I think

you're gonna like the story. Oh okay, she says she usually does not like stories. Ever. Well,

I'm gonna change your mind. Just you wait. But also can you just back up just a little bit again?

Thanks so much. Let's get to our story. Tad and fish. Take it away, Dermott and Omelie.

Remember, there are no pictures. You have to imagine them in your mind. You can imagine them

however you want. Okay, here we go.

Fish was born from a small egg in the depths of a pond in the middle of a city.

The first thing fish heard was the sound of children laughing from above the surface.

The first things fish saw were other fish and turtles, wobbly human faces above,

and small objects dropping into the water and swirling downward. Fish was one of many.

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