Now most people here wash their clothes in a bucket or sink with a great powdered soap called OMO. It is like Oxyclean and works well except on the red mud stains which truly are stains as no matter what you do the mud stains are with you for life.
So, every few days I throw a batch in our little washer and then hang the clothes on a line stretched across our patio. Today when I was hanging out the wash I had a great flashback to my childhood when I use to hang the clothes on the line with my mom. We didn’t have a modern washer or dryer back then but we did have a wringer washer; and I was scared to death I was going to catch my arm in those evil wringers.
I remembered having to stand on a wooden box to be able to reach the line, the wooden clothes pins that had to be kept in a bag so they wouldn’t get dirty, the old diaper used to wipe the line off before you hung the clothes, and mom always hoping for a good breeze to snap those sheets and towels in the wind which would assure they were soft and smelled clean and fresh.
(There's a storm rolling into Kampala)Oh, and then the mad dash out to grab the wash off the line when you saw the storm clouds gathering.
Take pride in your daily work: “I love to have a clean wash with something for everyone to wear – aren’t we blessed Marilyn to have such a beautiful day to do the wash.”
Be prepared: While looking over the white picket fence into the new garden just starting to show the tiny shoots of peas, beans and carrots pushing up through the soil, “Look Marilyn the garden is starting to grow. It won’t be long and we will be canning beans and that will be a good thing because last year’s beans are all gone.”
Patience has its own reward: “Ah, look how pretty the tulips are. Let’s take some in to enjoy in the house. Aren’t we glad we planted those bulbs last fall.
Have joy in being a woman: Way before woman’s lib mom always looked at her role of mother and wife as a calling, a good place to be, a worthwhile venture. The wash was a thing to take pride in - a job done well - a service to the family (granted we never appreciated it as we should have).
Just a few of those teaching moments grasped while doing the wash. Such sweet memories - so many lessons learned when I didn’t even know I was being taught. Think those day to day chores with your children are just a part of a mother's duties?
Thanks mom for teaching me how to hang clothes on the line.