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Chapter Three


               The homestead where he grew up is the house where we
            all live. It’s nothing fancy, painted white with green trim. Two
            storeys tall, three bedrooms, a kitchen and a living room. There’s
            a tiny new bathroom with a bathtub and a flushing toilet. Before
            I was born everyone had to use the stinky outhouse. We still use
            it when we’re playing outside. I hate it. I don’t like to wipe my
            bum with the magazines. They’re stiff and they hurt.
               My three brothers, Jimmy, Frankie and Billy, used to have
            to bathe in the big silver metal wash tub. We don’t have enough
            water on our farm so we need to haul it from our cousin’s farm a
            few miles away. I love going with Daddy in the big water truck
            because I really love to see my cousins. I like to play house with
            them and help Aunty Liz give baby Lana a bath in the pink
            plastic tub. She even lets me put on the baby powder. It smells
            so sweet!
               Because we don’t have a lot of water, we only get one bath
            per week. Mommy runs two baths for the seven of us. We can
            never have very much water in the tub. I’m lucky because Vian
            and I always get to go first.
               Outside of the bathroom is one sink. Above it is a medicine
            chest with a mirror on it. It’s too tall for me to see but my big
            brothers always fight over it. They have to comb their hair and
            pop their icky zits every day before the school bus comes.
               Every winter morning, Daddy heaps coal into the black
            potbellied furnace in our kitchen.  Then  Vian and I rush in,
            carrying our clothes for the day. We dress so fast in front of the
            stove. If not our skin freezes instantly!
               When it starts to get really cold outside, our bed is moved
            into my parents’ bedroom. Vian and I sleep together. My very
            favourite thing about winter is sleeping in Mommy and Daddy’s
            room. It’s the only reason I look forward to winter. Just for that. I
            love it so much! It means we can all be together. Cozy and warm.


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