Bucket Parade

We in the Caribbean are accustomed to the occasional "shower" with a bucket. It is a rite of passage as much as eating mangoes by peeling the skin with our teeth. Indeed, even with our multiple water-tanks perforating our backyards these days, I am sure we have a bucket tucked away somewhere for the express purpose of bathing. An interesting conversation with an American friend of mine today prompted my latest discussion. Despite our new-found extravagant ways, we inherently know many ways of conserving water. Now that the drought season is upon us, we take out our buckets, start filling up and count the number of days since we last washed our hair. No shame. My bucket is waiting for me