The bucket was wood, harvested by hand from a forest, each piece formed and fitted, assembled, by people who could, given a few natural resources and ... lot of local knowledge, have made the iron for the tools, as well. Now it’s replaced.”“By...” he led me on.“By cheap plastic buckets that don’t leak at the seams, don’t harbor strange life-forms in porous surfaces, brought into the village by the dozens after coming from a factory where they’re churned out by the thousands – hundreds an hour,. Can you stand up, hun?”Mel nodded, rubbed the tears from her cheeks and slowly stood with my support.“I think so,” she said as she stood, likely meaning she could get to class.I gave her one last hug.“You can do this. I love you,” I said, and I meant it.“Awwww,” several of the girls cooed at my admission.Mel warmed a degree or two and offered a faint grin.“I love you too.”“We gotta go,” Marcy intoned.“Go,” I said. “I’ll handle things on my end.I just made it to Algebra in time and I felt much. More

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