Salt, Then Flush

When I was little (about 3, I think), I accidentally killed the family’s goldfish.

I’d watched my parents and older siblings shake food into the fish bowl countless times and I guess I wanted to try, too. So, since I could reach the salt shaker on the table, I decided to do a little shaking of my own.

I remember this encounter. And I remember the lesson: goldfish can’t survive in saltwater.

Now it’s your turn. Tell us about one of your earliest memories.

~Elizabeth (a.k.a. Laura)