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Tag: toilets

Day 87: Spend a penny

Day 87: Spend a penny

You really have to watch what you say to the British. You think that you speak English and they speak English, which is mostly true, but every so often you can really get tripped up. The word “penny” is theirs, by the way, something else the newly independent Americans borrowed from their former masters. We … read more Day 87: Spend a penny

Posted on October 1, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories PenniesTags 1984, British, coin, toilets, words
Day 70: Nowhere to go

Day 70: Nowhere to go

I’m thirsty. But I can’t drink water, because then I’ll have to urinate. And there’s nowhere nearby to do that. I’m on my period. So I can’t go to school, because there’s no safe bathroom to go and change the pad. I went outside at night to urinate because there’s no toilet in our house. I … read more Day 70: Nowhere to go

Posted on September 14, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 2013, death, diarrhea, girls, sanitation, toilets, women
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