Gerald

Sid: Trash can day is a P.S. 118 legend passed on from kid generation to kid generation for over three years, and our own Gerald is the keeper of the tale. Tell it, Gerald.

Gerald: No one of us knows exactly when the terrible tradition began. However, all agree that Trash Can Day is the most diabolical day ever invented. The day is always upon the first Monday in June - the day before trash pickup - when the rancid refuse of society lies in fly and maggot infested trash containers all over the city. My friends, TODAY is that day! 5th graders aaall over the city search out uncircumspecting fourth graders like us, catch them, and with the most heinous abandon PLOP them, unceremoniously, into trash cans. When the three o' clock bell rings we all of us become fair game! And no one of us is safe from the wrath of the 5th grader.

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Henry wasn't the biggest or the best looking goldfish, so no one came to buy him for a long time. Then one day a lonely boy came into the pet store. He was...kind of a geek. Really. But, he needed a pet, and he wanted Henry, and that was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Henry was a simple fish, he didn't ask for much: a few flakes of fish food, his little plastic castle, that little guy with the mace, even though that didn't turn out so good. But these were the things he loved. And swimming. Oh yes, swimming was a big thing with him - right up to the end, when he was struck down in a bizarre twist of fate by a runaway...yo-yo. And so we say goodbye, Henry. You were a good pet fish to the end.