Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Grandpa’s Fish Pond #amwriting #flashfiction #fiction 

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Phallon watched the fish swim in the pond his Grandpa had installed in his backyard. He enjoyed visiting his Grandpa each Saturday. Grandpa had put the pond in because young Phallon loved the fish so much as a toddler; ‘fishes’ had been his first word. 

Now he sat with Grandpa who asked him about school and of course the girls in his school. Uncomfortable, Phallon wished Grandpa didn’t ask him about that. 

Grandpa simply laughed,”Phallon, I’m only teasing you. It’s good you have friends who are girls and that there are girls you like. This Jennifer, have you asked her out?”

Phallon’s face turned red, “Yeah we’ve gone to a movie together and bowling. I want her to be my girlfriend but her parents say she’s too young to have a boyfriend.” 

Grandpa nodded a smile on his face, “You’ll find the right one when you’re older. When I saw your Grandma the first time, my heart lept out of my chest. I wonder if I will ever meet that right girl of yours and see you marry her?” 

Phallon felt uncomfortable again, “Why wouldn’t you be there Grandpa? You’re only eighty-one?” 

Grandpa patted Phallon’s hand then squeezed it, “You know, my boy, I’ve been sick a long time. It’s a battle I’ve mostly conquered, but my strength is waning these days.When you get married someday, think of your old Grandpa, okay?” Phallon nodded feeling a lump in his throat.

Two-years later Grandpa succumbed. Phallon was sixteen and felt raw inside. He returned to the fish pond in Grandpa’s  back yard. He noticed the fishes were floating and the reality of life made tears wet his cheeks. In the mess of the last two weeks including Grandpa’s funeral, no one had remembered to feed the fish. 


©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 


20 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Grandpa’s Fish Pond #amwriting #flashfiction #fiction ”

  1. Oh how sad, not only Grandpa but the fish too! Well, I am sure that one day Phallon will find the right person and get married, and when he does, he will have warm thoughts of his Grandpa, and maybe even feel his presence.

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    1. Yeah I think he does find the right girl and Grandpa is very much there in some kind of presence. I think Grandpa just wanted him to be as happy as he’d been with Grandma. Yeah it’s sad about the fish to but also symbolic as death is a part of life. Thank you Joy 🙂

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  2. Love this timeless tale – you have told it so tenderly – the older relatives in our lives give us so much warmth and history – a place to come and just be loved and treasured – I can feel from your story how much he will miss his grandfather. But the memories like you have written about here – never die.

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    1. SingleDust you are very intuitive of my writing. I’ve based this off an experience with a person who is living, is very special to me and like a grandfather. Recently, I’ve noticed he and his wife are not as young as they used to be and I am thinking of all the memories with him and my Aunt. How he provides a place exactly what you say it is, like a second home. It hurts to know they will not always be around. He has a pond in his yard too. I thought about what it might be like for his youngest grandson and the story came out. Thank you for your comment.

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      1. Your words did the story justice then, when it comes from the heart it speaks loud and clear. I like talking to older people – they have so many stories and I wish I could document all of them and store like treasures for the younger generation, sad when they leave and we try so hard to remember them through the stories. Juts like you I feel sad when I know time might not be on their side for much longer. Like the rhythm of your heart M!

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