A short story about the life and death of Arnost our Christmas Carp. Like thousands of other carps in Slovakia, Arnost was born and bred to become a Christmas dinner. He along with his many relatives was brought to the city to be sold outside a department store. On December 20th, after he was fished out, weighed and paid for, he quickly traveled home with my uncle in a bag. Then he was introduced to a temporary home in my grandparents’ bathtub. We petted him, changed his water, and waited until the 23rd to end his short life. My grandpa killed him and I took care of the scales. After my grandma and I fried him, our family (well some of us) enjoyed him for Christmas Eve dinner. Kratky pribeh o zivote a smrti Arnosta, nasho Vianocneho Kapra. Ako tisicky inych kaprov na Slovensku, Arnost sa narodil a choval, aby sa stal Vianocnou vecerou. Spolu s jeho mnohymi pribuznymi ho priviezli do mesta by ho pred Tescom predali. 20. Decembra, ked ho vylovili, odvazili, a zaplatili, pocestoval s Radoskom v taske na Vetvovu a potom sup do vane. Hladkali sme ho, pridavali a vymienali mu vodu, az kym sme jeho dusicku neposlali 23. do vecnych lovist. Dedulo ho zabil a ja som ho od-supinovala. Potom sme ho so starkou vyprazili a nasa rodina (no, poniektori) si na nom pochutnala na Stedro-vecernu veceru.