Written Before
Moving House:
I duck out of our
local duka (shop) and head down the path to our ‘toilet’, struggle with the
plastic sheeting that is flapping about in the wind I finally give up and let
myself be exposed to the cows lazily grazing in the field, the dried out stalks
of maize and hope not to be spotted by a potential customer coming walking
along the road. Gazing longingly at our house across the other side of the
paddock with it’s solid brick walls I look forward to the day when I can go to
the bathroom and know that a gust of wind won’t reveal me wrestling with my
kanga (a large piece of wraparound cloth) with which Tanzanian women have
perfected the art of covering themselves when doing their business but I can hardly
seem to coordinate all that is required. I am very thankful however for the
compassionate person who has tightly woven maize stalks around the walls as
last week it wasn’t just the door that was exposing me to the village but the
plastic sheeting walls that had ripped in all the wrong places!
Gody is sceptical
about the simple composting toilet that I have been planning for use in our
house as water will be a scarce commodity and we certainly don’t want to see
the precious resource flushed away 5L or more at a time. Consisting of a simple
design including a bucket and wooden box with a seat this toilet will serve to
save water, provide eventual compost for gardens (perhaps not the veggies!) and
scare away guests. Most Tanzanians don’t like the thought of sitting on a
toilet seat that others have touched let alone a bucket right on top of what
others have provided! But if they are so inclined we can offer the choice of
walking across the field and taking their chances with our other more exposed
option.
After Moving
House:
When we moved
Gody’s plan was still to use the toilet across the paddock next to our duka…the
one that regularly exposes one to the village. I knew after the first day of
all that walking back and forth and the struggle at night to hold it in that he
would give in pretty soon and test out the composting option.
It took only 2
days before he rang me at work to tell me I could expect a new indoor toilet
when I got home…it’s pretty crude, just a roughly cut wooden seat on top of a
60L bucket but it does the job, doesn’t smell and Gody is actually pretty proud
of it! We don’t have a designated room for it yet though as plans were for a
proper pit toilet outside for guests to use and only we would have to use the
composting version in our ensuite bathroom. Right now the guest bathroom seems
more of a long term plan so all get to try out our large compost version in our
open laundry room! We have to announce when to not pass by so nobody gets a
scare.
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