When I was about 6 years old, the English language began playing tricks on me. It still does, but I’m getting used to it.In our family, we called the toilet a commode. Toilet was an alternate word. But we always said commode—a classier word reserved for indoor toilets. Nobody ever said outdoor commode.When our family fortunes improved, Mother decided she wante...
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