shayfish
Aquarium Advice FINatic
A couple of Wednesdays ago, I had an experience that put into perspective why I love this hobby so much and why it means so much to me. I wanted to write this right away, but somehow it got pushed to the back of my mind. I have been thinking about it again and I want to share it with all of you.
I came home in an absolute state, as I often do. I had worked late and I had a test the next day that I wasn’t ready for. I remember bursting through my front door, fully expecting to have an awful, awful night. I quickly fed all of my creatures and started to work on feeding myself and preparing for my panicked study session to cram for the quiz the next day. As I walked past my 55 gallon community tank, I stopped to have a look. Very rare for me, I had just tossed food in without staying to watch. When I looked in, my eyes were drawn to my female gold ram. For a second, my heart sank when I saw her motionless against the driftwood. But in the next second it became clear what was really happening…
I had just caught them in the act! I have never seen any fish spawning before. Eggs had always just appeared before. It was amazing. I don’t expect many people to really understand this, but it was really one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
Suddenly my math test didn’t seem so important anymore… I pulled a chair over to the tank and decided that I was not going to miss this moment.
This is truly the reason that I am so fond of aquaria. To me, we’re not just talking about a box of water with a plastic castle here. This is an underwater world, and it is a (much needed) constant reminder that I am not the centre of the universe. That is why this world is so important to me. Just when I am being completely self-absorbed and caught up in the problems in my little world, they go and show me something amazing. Something perfectly natural, normal and totally amazing. It’s the same feeling I get when I stop and listen to the heartbeat of one of my cats. It beats so fast! It pulls me out of my own head and reminds me that there is a lot more out there than my panicky little world.
After an hour I decided that the math test still did matter after all, and so I brought my books over to the tank and started studying while occasionally looking back up to check on my rams. One of the times I looked up, my mystery snail was doing a tight-rope walk across a jungle val leaf. I said out loud “Nature is awesome!!”
At the end of the night, I decided that I had learned enough math to see me through the test and that getting to watch something so interesting for the first time was a perfectly good way to spend an hour of potential study-time.
My life is full of all kinds of challenges right now. But I got 100% on my test the next day. Maybe it has something to do with finally calming down a little bit over all of it. Maybe I got lucky… who knows. I have a fairly significant learning disability so these moments don’t happen very often at school for me. And these moments anywhere in life where I am shown how small and insignificant my problems really are happen even less.
This is the real reason for my interest and passion in this hobby. It pulls me out of my own head and shows me things I would never pay attention to otherwise.
My intention was simply to share this great experience I had with anyone who cares. But I was also hoping to open this up to hear from others about times you’ve had that really made this hobby something special to you.
Thanks for reading. Thanks in advance for sharing.
I came home in an absolute state, as I often do. I had worked late and I had a test the next day that I wasn’t ready for. I remember bursting through my front door, fully expecting to have an awful, awful night. I quickly fed all of my creatures and started to work on feeding myself and preparing for my panicked study session to cram for the quiz the next day. As I walked past my 55 gallon community tank, I stopped to have a look. Very rare for me, I had just tossed food in without staying to watch. When I looked in, my eyes were drawn to my female gold ram. For a second, my heart sank when I saw her motionless against the driftwood. But in the next second it became clear what was really happening…
I had just caught them in the act! I have never seen any fish spawning before. Eggs had always just appeared before. It was amazing. I don’t expect many people to really understand this, but it was really one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
Suddenly my math test didn’t seem so important anymore… I pulled a chair over to the tank and decided that I was not going to miss this moment.
This is truly the reason that I am so fond of aquaria. To me, we’re not just talking about a box of water with a plastic castle here. This is an underwater world, and it is a (much needed) constant reminder that I am not the centre of the universe. That is why this world is so important to me. Just when I am being completely self-absorbed and caught up in the problems in my little world, they go and show me something amazing. Something perfectly natural, normal and totally amazing. It’s the same feeling I get when I stop and listen to the heartbeat of one of my cats. It beats so fast! It pulls me out of my own head and reminds me that there is a lot more out there than my panicky little world.
After an hour I decided that the math test still did matter after all, and so I brought my books over to the tank and started studying while occasionally looking back up to check on my rams. One of the times I looked up, my mystery snail was doing a tight-rope walk across a jungle val leaf. I said out loud “Nature is awesome!!”
At the end of the night, I decided that I had learned enough math to see me through the test and that getting to watch something so interesting for the first time was a perfectly good way to spend an hour of potential study-time.
My life is full of all kinds of challenges right now. But I got 100% on my test the next day. Maybe it has something to do with finally calming down a little bit over all of it. Maybe I got lucky… who knows. I have a fairly significant learning disability so these moments don’t happen very often at school for me. And these moments anywhere in life where I am shown how small and insignificant my problems really are happen even less.
This is the real reason for my interest and passion in this hobby. It pulls me out of my own head and shows me things I would never pay attention to otherwise.
My intention was simply to share this great experience I had with anyone who cares. But I was also hoping to open this up to hear from others about times you’ve had that really made this hobby something special to you.
Thanks for reading. Thanks in advance for sharing.