Alas, poor Sid and Nancy

In a twist of fate likely predetermined by their names, our huge goldfish Sid died sometime overnight, a few weeks after we lost Nancy. They are survived by The Loach, their tankmate until recently.

Sid was tough and mean for a goldfish, having gone through three Nancys as he would bully them to death. The last one was resistant to the bullying, but was sensitive to disease. Sid and The Loach were transferred to a hospital tank, but Sid began to unceasingly bully The Loach, who is gentle in his catfish-like ways. Sid was tranferred to his old tank, which despite many cleanings, must have harboured traces of the disease. He looked fine yesterday, dead today.

The Loach was unavailable for comment.

I’ve got a nice cuttlefish for you…

a cuttlefish attempting to camoflauge on various coloured checkered grids
Not a bad job considering it’s gotta be most unnatural thing to camouflage against.

Alayne sends this site, The Pacific Northwest Tree Octopus, which begs the question, which is more endangered, the Tree Octopus or the Mountain Walrus?

But in wandering the page, the most interesting thing I found was real: a link to a study about cuttlefish and their abilities to camouflage themselves on the sea bottom (especially since they are colour-blind). The best bit? An absolutely stunning little Quicktime movie of a cuttlefish doing what they do best.

Family treasures

consular stamps and British consular stamped form

Laura’s grandma, Jon’s beloved O-Bachan, is thinking about moving. The house she’s lived in for the past 46 years is getting a little big for her now that she’s 94. She’s an incredibly tough lady who has lived a life of amazing challenges.

back of old envelope with Japanese characters reading Naturalization Papers

So Uncle Dave, Aunt Ann, Uncle Reg and Auntie Mich were in Toronto just before Easter to start the job of looking for a senior’s home. As things were being organized in the old house, there were some papers slated to be thrown out that were rescued by Auntie Mich. It was a 1960’s insurance envelope that had a couple of Japanese characters written in pencil on the back. Those characters turned out to be “Naturalization Papers”. Of the documents inside, only one is fully in English: Laura’s Grandpa’s Canadian citizenship certificate, from the 50’s. The rest of the documents were in Japanese, and all turned out to be from the 1960’s. All save one. That one is her Grandpa’s passport from 1920’s Japan.

passport photo of Tamotsu Sunahara
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front of Japanese Imperial passport
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Since no one in the family can actually read Japanese, I sent scans of the documents to Erik (who teaches Japanese at Ryerson and U of T while he works on his PhD). He said that seeing the passport gave him chills, because everything on the document is plainly from the Empire of Japan. Apparently, most of these pre-war passports were destroyed in shame by their holders with the fall of the Empire. While not being something that you’d run to the Antiques Roadshow with, it is a fairly uncommon document, something that would have been kept only by those who still secretly supported the concept of empire, or by those who emigrated pre-war and thus couldn’t have cared less.

back of Japanese Imperial passport, in English and French
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A Horse

(Jon picked a picture of a horse for creative writing today. —L)

Horses go naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. People are going on a horse ride. I see a horse. Cow is the horses name. Horses galup. Do you like to galup like a horse? I Like to! I am about to go on a ride with the horse.

Jonathan

The Weadizced Of Oz

The staff at Jon’s school put on the play The Wizard of Oz. I’m fairly certain that Mrs. Bynoe played the Wicked Witch of the West, but got good reviews doing it.

I like to see the song Some where over the Rain Bow then Mrs. Bynoe was the good witch. The scare crow was singing If I Had a Brane in the play. I was in my favorite spot I was in the spot in the gym then I watched the play.

Jon

Catch-up

(The first story is an old-ish creative writing piece, done at the end of March. On the first day of the month we have a ritual of changing all of the calendars in the house (Jon has three; I have one in my office and there’s one in the kitchen. It’s a big deal ’round these parts!) In this piece his mind was elsewhere (maybe on flipping calendars?); the teacher noted he needed reminding about periods and capitals. —L)

Friday

Tomoro will be Friday Martch 31 2006. On Friday Martch 31 2006 it will be the last day of Martch. After Martch comes April. On April 1 we change the Callindor. I have a video to watch on Friday.

Jonathan

(Jon has the background music from his Playstation game Spyro the Dragon loaded into iTunes, which he likes to have playing while he does his spelling practice. Mr. Multi-Tasker! —L)

The Computer

I like to go on the computer. I love going to play games but first I do my spelling with some Spyro music. After my spelling with some Spyro music I play a game called Math Missions. In Math Missions there is jump for toys and the subway. Then I love going to the next game.

Jon