I bought my miracle fish for about a dollar (a fortune at the time when you consider my allowance) at now defunct local gift shop in midtown Toronto. This was around them time when I was interested in cootie catchers and mood rings. My favourite book was Search for the New Moon Stones by Allen Morgan.
What can I say? The halcyon days of horoscope addiction are remembered by many. I wasn't alone.
I got too old for cootie catchers. The mood ring embarrassed me by insisting on remaining a deep blue (indicating "in love"), and ultimately turned my finger green anyway. The book went out of print. But the fish endured.
What I like about it today is the perfect, retro charm of the packaging. Though the language is awkward and the design sort of busy, I wouldn't change a thing.
You can still buy them, you know. If I ever have a store, I think I am going to put a box of them by the cash. A little nostalgia for me, a little fun for the kids of tomorrow.