Sanitation refers to public health conditions related to clean drinking water and treatment and disposal of human excreta and sewage.[1] Preventing human contact with feces is part of sanitation, as is hand washing with soap. Sanitation systems aim to protect human health by providing a clean environment that will stop the transmission of disease, especially through the fecal–oral route.[2] For example, diarrhea, a main cause of malnutrition and stunted growth in children, can be reduced through adequate sanitation.[3] There are many other diseases which are easily transmitted in communities that have low levels of sanitation, such as ascariasis (a type of intestinal worm infection or helminthiasis), cholera, hepatitis, polio, schistosomiasis, and trachoma, to name just a few.


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“Okay, brat, get out so I can change.”

Charity’s large, blue eyes looked up from the iPhone in her hands. She was sitting on her bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, making her seem even smaller than normal. Her small mouth hung open slightly revealing the dull glint of braces behind full, round lips. A few errant strands of her shoulder-length, straight blonde hair hung in her face that she absently brushed back with a single, delicate, painted pinky. “I’m tired of having to leave my room every time you want to get ready. Go get ready somewhere else.” Charity’s high, lilting voice was laced with a whining touch.

Hunter sighed. “It’s my room, too, Charity. And I always leave when you have to get ready which takes a lot fucking longer than me.” He stood by the door, holding it

My mother passed away about 2 years ago. The cancer took her quickly but it was a very sad event and it devastated all of my very small family. She had always been the center of our lives and now she was gone.

It took many of us by surprise that she went before my dad. She died in her late 50s and my father was just topping 90. He isn’t in the best of health but he doesn’t show any signs of slowing down.

No, you didn’t read that wrong. There is a 34 year age gap between my parents. My parents married late in my dad’s life. He was in his early 50s and my mom was a freshman in college. Since my dad was a professor and I was born about 7 months after they got married, it’s pretty obvious how that happened.

I grew up an only child in a wonderful home. My parents fought. A lot. But ev