you know ... speaking of using fishes to ward off evil made me
think back to my NS days ... once upon a time, at a camp somewhere
near changi village, a sargeant major gave stern orders to his men
that come flood or fire or war, the 8 black gold fishes that lived
in a tank in the company office must be fed and taken care off ....
should anything happen to them, bad things would happen .... and he
said it with a totally straight and stern face than one one dared
snigger ...
a week later the coy was training for repelling .... and one of the
demonstrating sargents slipped on the clift face and fell down, in
front of a bunch of tramautized NS boys ... the sarge didn't die
... but he broke his legs very badly .... sure enough ... when we
got back ... one of the black gold fishes were floating upside down
.... 
there were other incidents too ... more serious ones ... but i
guess that should come under ghost stories or somethign ...
