There was a little girl I played with, she lived behind us somewhere...I only remember that her family had no running water in their house and when we played if we wanted a drink we had to go out and pump the handle till the clear cool water came out.
They also had no indoor plumbing. I hated outhouses, the bugs, the spider webs, the big hole...and sometimes the smell. When you are little though it is as if the big hole will swallow you up...my feet could touch the floor so your hands properly placed keep you balanced and safe. They had catalogs...I didn't like those either!
The funny thing is, my mom has this strong memory about that family. She said the little girl used to come to our house to play and would just stand in the yard to go to the bathroom. Mom said she had to have words with the girl's mom,... I don't remember a thing.
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