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Mildred’s
sister called. She was going to drop by. And whenever she visited, she usually
made at least one trip to the bathroom. That meant one thing—Mildred needed to
clean her toilet bowl.
This was
the household chore that she hated the most. It was so icky! She grabbed the
cleanser from beneath the bathroom sink. She sprinkled lots of it into the
toilet bowl. Then she got out of her clothes, put on a big T-shirt, and pulled
on her long-sleeved rubber gloves. Finally, she put on her goggles, because she
didn’t want any toilet water to splash into her eyes. She didn’t know if toilet
water could cause an eye infection, but she wasn’t going to take any chances.
She grabbed
the long-handled toilet bowl brush that was beneath the sink. She started
scrubbing. She scrubbed under the rim, all around the bowl, and deep into the
throat of the bowl. Five minutes later, she figured she was finished.
She flushed
the toilet and checked the bowl. It was clean as a whistle. Mildred breathed a
sigh of relief, because usually she had to scrub the bowl twice to remove all
the stains.
She removed
her goggles, gloves, and T-shirt. Then she hopped into the
shower.
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