No. I’m not taking about the film Finding Nemo. The happy clown fish that’s inspiring me right now is a 7-year old little man who wants to be a clown fish in his first school play. 

 When I received the letter from the teacher stating that the kids were free to choose whatever fish they wanted for the play, I first thought is that this was going to make it easier. We could improvise a blue fish... a standard-looking blue fish. Nothing complicated. After all, blue is his favorite color. 

 I was so sure that he was going to be just fine with the blue fish idea. When we first discussed it, he immediately was “on board” with it. Well, at that time, probably he wasn’t paying too much attention.

 Now that the play is approaching, a week earlier, my son starts reminding me about the play. He’s eager to get to work on his costume.

 One afternoon when I went to pick him up from school, he took me to the stage they are preparing for the play. He pointed to a certain spot and showed me where he would be standing. He went up there and stood exactly where he was going to be standing, waving his hands at me to make sure I knew where to sit to better see him that day. 

 He stepped down the stage, grabbed me by the hand, and with a lot of enthusiasm and bright open excited eyes, he told me that he wanted to be a clown fish.

 A clown fish!