From The Toast:
The little blue fish whizzed through the ocean with his scale flashing, so it didn’t take long
before the Rainbow Fish was surrounded by the other fish. Everyone wanted a glittering scale.
He realized then there was no end to their greed,
that they would not be satisfied until he had given away all his scales,
that they would stop at nothing to make him like themselves,
dull and stripped bare and part of the faceless, nameless “We.”
And he rejected the cowardice of the mob.
Um. Is it wrong that I TOTALLY PREFER this version to the original?