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There wasn't much time to race to the well and come back again with a washed face, so I figured the bucket by the stool would be good as anything. The water was brown and probably diseased, but that didn't matter at all. It must have been one hundred degrees outside, so I dunked my sweaty face into the bucket and hoped for the best.
Last week we had to write a report every day and
debate in class
and then homework was current events
and basketball practice
and before bed there was finally a sense of
relaxation before the next day
but it was too late and I was too tired to enjoy it.
And now that it's sunday, the wind is still, the homework is on hold, the day is like a vacation.
Nothing moves, but
I have nothing to do, so I finish my report which is due on
Thursday.