When I was a kid, I liked to wash dishes. It was a time to play in a seemingly endless flow of water. Living in NY, rain is abundant and something I took very much for granted.

It was not until I was older and visiting a friend abroad, that I gained an entirely different perspective. I arrived just after her lunch. She had a small plastic tub, that fit in her sink, and filled it with a few inches of water. She soaped the plates and utensils, then rinsed. The water consumption was negligible.

I have since been on lands where water is treated as the precious commodity it is and the cleansing of plates is done with sand.

By watching someone do the dishes, we might guess, rather accurately, the geography in which he/she was raised. At the very least, it reminds me of those who never took water for granted.

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