Tale of the Blue Fish by Kao-Ly Yang PhD                             PAGE 4
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One of his friends shopping with his wife and their little daugther Amélie, advised him to go to the palace where he might get a good reward. Lee finally said that such a fish could not be sold to a simple person: Only the Lord of the Kingdom of China deserved it.
Walking through the displays of goods on show, he enjoyed smelling odors of fruit, of straw, of bread and of other indescribable odors. When he saw some hot donuts made with banana, he wanted some.
- How much? asked he to the seller.
- For you Lee the fisher-man, I will do five for a coin.
- Keep me a dozen, requested Lee. Then Lee turned again to say to the seller of donuts:
- I will come back to buy them as soon as our Lord will reward me for my beautiful fish.
He hurried up to the palace.
When he arrived at the market, there was lot of people wearing clothes so colorful, in lively red mixed to pink purple, in magical blue and in brown of the soil. Our fisher-man walked in, smiling to folk. While going through the crowd, he met many friends who admired this beautiful blue fish with silver reflections. But nobody could buy it.