The Axolotl Who Stayed in the Canal
In an old canal lined with reeds and floating flower beds, an axolotl named Pico drifted through the cool green water. He had feathery fronds on either side of his head and a wide, smiling mouth, and for most of his life he had been perfectly content with the world around him.
That changed one spring when the young frogs in the canal began to leave. Their tails shrank and their legs grew strong, and one by one they climbed onto the bank and hopped away across the grass. Pico watched them go with growing unease, and he told a passing snail that the frogs were growing up while he remained exactly the same as he had been the year before. The snail considered this slowly and suggested that perhaps he was not behind at all, but simply different.
Pico was not convinced. He tried clambering onto a flat stone, but his gills felt dry and strange in the open air, and he slid back into the water with relief, feeling foolish and a little sad.
Later that week, a heavy storm swept silt into the canal and clouded the water. The frogs on the bank could not reach their old shelter, and a few tadpoles that had stayed behind were frightened by the darkness. Pico, who had spent his whole life in the murk, swam through it easily and led the tadpoles along the reeds to a clear, quiet corner.
Afterward, he no longer envied the frogs. Growing up, he decided, did not have to mean leaving. Some creatures grow by moving on, and others grow by becoming wise about the place they already call home.