My Fish, Your Fish

Fishy tales! Okay that's pretty irrelevant but this came about from a fish anyway.

So my mum was picking out fishes this morning at a nearby store and it just hit me how she picked up fish by fish and decided to stare hard at it before putting it in the bag. My question was: what makes this fish different from another?

Seriously? Who decides the fishes?

They each have a tail. They each have eyes. They are all fat and fresh. So why did she pick one fish away from another? What was wrong with fish number 1? Wait...WHICH was fish number 1? Of course, I'm not a huge fan of fishes...in fact I hate fish! I hated how they smelled and how slimy their skin felt.

But there we go again, isn't it? Judging just as we go. Plus, if we're already picking fishes, what's to say we're not picking out people? And what's to say we're not getting judgements now?

Here, fishy fishy.

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  1. hi Elie , we LOOK at the GILL to determine freshness. Dark Gill means the fish has been sitting on the tray for longer. Red means , just arrived
    Saiful

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    1. Hi Saiful,

      Oh dear, I would turn out to be a horrible wife and mother in the future. My family will have to dine out EVERY SINGLE NIGHT now! :P

      My mother once said to look into the fishes' eyes but really I can't stand the stench of fishes in the markets. There goes my "motherly" side of life!

      Cheers,
      Elie.

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  2. Need to get fresh fish, hence the staring and the choosing :D

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    1. Hahaha torture me when I had to stand right behind her holding the plastic to contain the fishes she picked out! Fuh smelly! ><

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