I really started to like a guy that I was talking to and then when he asked what I do for a living he laughed at me. Perhaps my pride is in the way but I wasn't born into a middle class family or into wealth. I grew up in trailer courts, and apartments in low income area's, trying desperately to get by through the free lunch program at school. My mom is the only woman in my family to get a degree of any kind. She completed a certificate program in criminal justice. I'm the only person in my family to get past a quickie college and get a degree at a university. Eventually I'd like to earn my masters degree or my PhD but we'll see how far I can get on student loans.
There is nothing funny about how I've had to struggle for everything I have. After my divorce I have even less. All that I own can fit in a childs suitcase and a fishing tackle box. I have no car, homes, business, or even a place to live. I surf of people's couches and live off food stamps and free healthcare from the state. Proud? Perhaps. I'm just doing the best I can. I really wish people would think about what they say before they say them. I know I'm poor, ugly, white trash but the only thing I have that nobody can take away is my education.
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