Somehow the other day, I was attracted to a pond somewhere in the city. My mind wasn’t really there but I wasn’t too dreamy to fail to notice a little boy with his mother walking to the edge of the pond.

The boy spotted a dead fish floating in the pond and asked his mother, “Mom, did the fish drown?”

The mother answered, “Silly little boy. Of course, not. A fish can’t drown”.

In my mind, “Au contraire, Madame…!”