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Sweet Sweating

by Nico den Tuinder
Iwas born on Christmas Day, the 25th of Decem bet This was probably the very first mistake I made in my life. I had to celebrate my birthday when everybody wanted to stay at home, having sumptuous Christmas dinners. It was a tradition in my family to let children have their favourite meal on their birthday, and mine was red beets with potatoes and fried bacon. I always saw long faces when greeting my birthday guests They had a different idea about Christmas dinners
My birthday should have been three weeks earlier That is what the nurse had calculated Why did I stay so long in my mother's tummy? Well, it was pretty cold outside, but I guess I wanted to stay because of the womb liquids They allowed me to dip and Jive before 1 could even set my eyes on a swimming pool.
Swimming canooing, showering, ctossing rivers and seas by ferries I relish it. I find nothing as refreshing as a glass of cold water
Nature must have consid ered my coming to the country when it created Bangladesh It is full of water I only have to walk in one straight line tor one kilometre, and there is sure to be a river, a stream, a pond or a lake. or tust any inundated area
When I want to go to Syl het, 1 can spend a wonderful time waiting for the ferry, while two more of those up-and-down boats are lying idle I have all the time of the world to eniov the riverscape When I want to go the other way, to Raishahi and its cheap mangoes, the barrier of water allows me to indulge in my boyscouting skills of trying to locate the ticket office and then the ferry ghat itself. I
may test my charming and bribing skills while trying to jump the* queue of cars wait ing for the ferry to depart. Some weeks ago I nearly got a chance to practice my canooing skills again. Moti-iheel was pretty much getting inundated, and I was getting ready to send a fax to my head office requesting a dinghy I almost sent a letter to this newspaper proposing to rebaptise Shantinagar to Sagornagar 1 cursed when the rains stopped. I consider myself lucky though that the construction of the Dhaka drainage system is not mak ing any progress. With great relish I see that it is getting blocked before it is even completed More flooding!
WASA: 1 love it Months ago I complained to it that my water pipe had a leak Nothing happened. A pretty lake is now developing right in front of my house Also, the opep dram is stuck Great WASA has provided me with another lake, with jolly little fish in it. After some months I will not have jo buy any fish any more I will just catch it in one of the WASA lakes
The Electricity Board is equally helpful Dhaka is so dirty I should take a shower or a bath two times per day Should, as the electricity supply fails regularly, espe cully when it is very hot I start sweating, rivers of water run down my body, and I feel as in a sauna. After ten elec tncity-free minutes, all the pores in my body have sweated out the dirt of the day J can define my territory by dropping some water faster than a dog I do not have to apply any body lotion any more to get a nice smell I can find public and other toilets in Bangladesh with my nose, and people can locate me with theirs. HjO I love it.