I was a small child on a beach in Mexico when an American tourist returned from a fishing trip. He had caught a big fish and was very proud of it. “That’s some fish isn’t it?”
It was, I nodded.
The very same day i was walking down the beach and i came across some strong fishermen pulling in long nets. They were throwing away massive fish, just like the one the tourist had caught. I grabbed a big one as he flipped in the wake and took him home. I could just barely pull him down the beach. I passed the tourist and showed him my fish. “That’s some fish isn’t it?
He nodded. Then he shook his head and walked away.
Fingerpainted on my Iphone with brushes app