I have had a few experiences with poverty. I did not grow up extremely poor, but I do realize that growing up I did not have things given to me on a silver platter. I witnessed my mother and father work very hard to maintain a decent living for me. However, realize that the things they worked for did not come easy. My mother, a nurse assisistant, has worked countless double shifts so that she could keep up with the bills. My father, who mainly worked in manufacturing, always taught me to go to school and get a great education. He instilled in me that if you have no education, you can possibly set yourself up for being poor. I never wanted to have the experience of being a poor adult. I feel that my parents “programed” me not to be attractive to that lifestyle so that I would make the right deciscions. I am very thankful for that because I know that those lessons taught me to appreciate even the smallest things.
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