Saturday, December 19, 2009

being poor as a child

When you are poor as a child, man that's really hard. I can remember feeling so inferior as a child and thinking I wasn't even normal because of how poor we were. We were almost something like out of Coal Miners Daughter. I mean we didn't have a house or nothing it was strictly a trailor for us, until I turned 10 and we moved into the projects. No I grew up in a little 10 by 50 trailor that used fuel oil to heat with. That trailor was so cold we used to live in the front room and hang blankets over doorways. God help you if you had to go to the bathroom! The stigma and the shame of growing up poor isn't something you easily shake off when your grown. The embarrasment of free luches, food stamps, second hand clothes and just the knowledge of the fact that you have less than everyone else is enough to make it stick with you. I think that's why wealthy people who grew up poor flaunt their wealth so much. That leaves a hurt a hurt so deep you do what you can in a vain attempt to forget it. While it is a curse a part of it though is also a blessing because being poor makes you strong and it makes you smart cause you can't afford weakness and stupidity. Those two things really are a luxury and it's a luxury poor people long to have. Think about it we couldn't go out and get drunk and act foolish cause there was no money for such things. One of the biggest accomplishments a real poor person can make is to have the ability to be able to do a few stupid things.

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