Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

SAVING FISH FROM DROWNING
“Touch one,” Rupert said. She did so, a card near the middle. Ru­
pert flipped it. “Is this your card?”
“No,” Dwight answered for Roxanne.
“Are you sure?” Rupert said.
“Wrong card,” Dwight said. “You’re busted.”
Roxanne was staring at the card and shaking her head. “I don’t be­
lieve it,” she said. Dwight looked. It was the two of diamonds. She
whipped out the card that she had held behind her back. The king of
clubs. People roared. Dwight grabbed the card and felt it.
Three boatmen had been in the crowd, watching. They saw the
young man manifest the card. He could make things invisible and
make them come back. And he had the Black Book. They knew that
book, the Important Writings that the Older Brother had lost, and
thereby caused their downfall. They had been waiting for a hundred
years to get it back. And finally he had come, the young man with the
cards. He was the Reincarnated One, the Younger White Brother,
Lord of Nats.
The boatmen quietly discussed the matter. The Younger White
Brother gave no indication he had seen them. They would approach
him soon. And what about the others he was with? Were they his ret­
inue? A few moments later, they approached Walter with a fare low
enough to beat out other boatmen who had water taxis waiting to be
filled with tourists.
At first, I was confused. So many thoughts and so much excite­
ment was exchanged among these boatmen. Reincarnated One? I
have received many new minds since my change, but I don’t yet pos­
sess the Mind of Eternity. I sensed only this. They believed Rupert
was a deity who could save them. He could manifest miracles. He
could make troubles disappear. Soon, three longboats carrying my
twelve colleagues, their guide, and excessive amounts of luggage
sliced through the waters of Inle Lake. I was the invisible bowsprit
on the lead boat. The ride would have been idyllic if not for the chill
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