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I have a goldfish. He swims around in his bowl all day. He looks bored. I look inside the bowl and watch him. His mouth always moves. He looks like he is talking. I imagine what my goldfish would say if he really could talk. I think he would say: “Hey, I’m bored in this little bowl. Why don’t you get me a bigger tank with more fish in it? I would like to have some friends to swim around with.” I went out and bought a bigger tank for my goldfish. I put some plants at the bottom of the tank, and I got a miniature deep-sea diver to put at the bottom of the tank. I looked into the tank and imagined what my goldfish was saying. He seemed to be saying: “This is a nice tank. It’s roomy in here, and you decorated it well, but I still don’t have any friends to swim with.” I went to the pet store and bought three more goldfish. I put them into the tank. All of the goldfish seemed to look at each other. They swam near each other and seemed to be playing games. I knew which one was my goldfish because he has a black spot on his fin. I looked at him, and imagined that he was talking again. He said: “This is great! I have a big new home and friends to swim with. These are nice goldfish that you brought home for me; thank you.” Goldfish can’t really talk. I know that. I just like to pretend that my goldfish talks. He seems very happy now with his nice new home, and his new friends. I don’t think goldfish can smile either, but it looks like my goldfish has a smile on his face.