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Winter Is Troublesome

The next morning Tania woke up to the sounds of frustration and panic. She had
a lovely rest under the warm blankets, that Papa had wrapped her and Sonia up
in, so she was most surprised to hear Mama shout "Oh no! No, no, no, no.
Arrgh! Now what?"

"What happened, Honey?" She heard Papa call out.

"There is no water coming from the tap." Mama complained. Tania had never
heard Mama sound so distraught.

Tania ran down to see what was going on. It looked like Papa had just started
toasting bread in the fireplace. Wow! This is awesome, Tania thought to herself,
and went see what was going on in the kitchen.

"Hmm. Do you think a pipe burst last night?" Papa asked turning the tap this
way and that. But no water came rushing out.

"That's probably it. The temperature dropped to quite a few degrees below zero
last night. We should have left the taps running on a trickle. But what do we do
now? How do we have baths, wash utensils and cook?"

"Umm. Mama there is a lot of clean snow lying outside. Can't we just bring it in
and melt it in a pot on the gas?"

Mama looked puzzled. "Yes I suppose there is nothing wrong with that. At least
we could wash our faces, have our baths and wash a few utensils. Tania, I
wouldn't have thought of it, but it is a really good idea."

Papa nodded and smiled at Tania. "I can go to the nearest store and pick up
some bottled water for drinking and cooking." He offered. "I'll also drop by on
the cottage owners down the street, and see if they can get the pipe fixed soon."

Tania went up to her bedroom to wear warm clothes, so she could go collect
snow in buckets for Mama. Sonia had already woken up.

"What are you doing, Tania?" She asked.

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