summer rains were like a noisy dream, violent but fleeting When the rain let up, we would try to catch fish in the canals. Occasional we would come to puddles filled with thau dau fish -- a kind of fish only two fingers wide with a long body, white scales and a fish belly that women would bring home to cook with pickled mustard green and tomatoes. We might be able to catch a whole basketful of these And you, have you ever caught any fish?