We're talking of a very deep well- I couldn't even fathom the bottom of it for it was too dark down there. I would usually tiptoe to bend over and holler down - just for it to answer me back with my own voice.
Our drinking water was fetched from this well. There was a bucket tied to a long sturdy string attached to a bamboo pole. Masapol nga guyudin diay tale tapno maibaba dayti pag-ikkan iti danum. Necessity dictates for ingenuity. One need not exert extra effort to lift the bucket back to tierra firma. At the end of the bamboo pole will be weights. These weights will serve as the "pull" to bring the bucket up filled with water.
Drinking water was stored in "burnays" or giant clay pots. There was no need to boil the water. The "burnays" kept the water cool - kasla met laeng ice cold. There was no such thing as bacteria or e-coli. Contaminated water was never heard of.
Outhouses were very common then. To answer the call of nature, one needs to walk out of the house literally and do their "toiletries" in a separate smaller house. Iso ngarud nga adda "orinola" idiay ngato (upstairs) nga mausar no ting-nga iti rabi-i.
It was permissible to "agpukan iti kay-kayo" to be used for fuel to cook food. If wood is not plentiful then the dried husk or the palm of the coconut is the alternative. Pots fashioned out from clay or soft stone (kab-ka-banga) were bought from the mercado to be used as cookwares.
Adda met baso ken plato nga mausar. The plates were not made of corelle; I still remember those aluminum plates together with the aluminum cups for coffee. Eventually, these aluminum plates evolved into plastic plates (the horrors of horrors to do greasy dishes then).
Like I said, life was simpler then.
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