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Time to be honest. Did you grow up poor white trash?
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:51 am
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:51 am
Don't be ashamed if you did. Some of the poorest outwardly trashiest people I've met ended up being the richest people at heart and soul.
Tell us about your childhood experience. How were birthdays? How was Christmas? How was high school during your courting years? Were you embarrassed of your situation or were you steadfastly proud of the few blessings in life regardless the perception? How was the family dynamic? How did your childhood affect your life decisions as an adult?
I'm genuinely interested to know your stories and to share some as well.
Tell us about your childhood experience. How were birthdays? How was Christmas? How was high school during your courting years? Were you embarrassed of your situation or were you steadfastly proud of the few blessings in life regardless the perception? How was the family dynamic? How did your childhood affect your life decisions as an adult?
I'm genuinely interested to know your stories and to share some as well.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:53 am to mizzoukills
I grew up poor, but I would not call my family white trash.
Poor does not equal white trash.
Poor does not equal white trash.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:53 am to mizzoukills
quote:And most of the trashiest people that I know are rich
Some of the poorest outwardly trashiest people I've met ended up being the richest people at heart and soul.
ETA: I grew up in an average family. Nothing spectacular. So I wouldn't consider it growing up poor. Most would consider me trashy though considering I grew up in Livingston Parish. That wasn't the case though. frick that stereotype
This post was edited on 8/5/15 at 9:55 am
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:53 am to mizzoukills
Yes, but Fancy was a my name!
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:54 am to mizzoukills
No, I'm black. But I did grow up poor. I only had one maid.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:55 am to mizzoukills
The details of my life are quite inconsequential ... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery.
My mother was a 15-year-old French prostitute named Chloé with webbed feet. My father would womanize; he would drink; he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon ... luge lessons ... In the spring, we'd make meat helmets ... When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds — pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilmer ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum — it's breathtaking ... I suggest you try it.
My mother was a 15-year-old French prostitute named Chloé with webbed feet. My father would womanize; he would drink; he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon ... luge lessons ... In the spring, we'd make meat helmets ... When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds — pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilmer ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum — it's breathtaking ... I suggest you try it.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 9:58 am to mizzoukills
Poor , but I didn't know it
Dad was a Preacher first home I remember was the basement of our church, my room was the kids SS classroom.
Lived in the "hood" on Houstons Eastside as a WHITE kid, I was the minority( got beat up every day by these black girls that should have been in HS but had failed for 5-6 years.( true story)
til we moved to the Burbs for HS and I learned to exercise my white privilege
Dad was a Preacher first home I remember was the basement of our church, my room was the kids SS classroom.
Lived in the "hood" on Houstons Eastside as a WHITE kid, I was the minority( got beat up every day by these black girls that should have been in HS but had failed for 5-6 years.( true story)
til we moved to the Burbs for HS and I learned to exercise my white privilege
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:00 am to mizzoukills
Nope, grew up new money.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:01 am to Salmon
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I grew up poor, but I would not call my family white trash.
This. My parents got divorced when I was 6, my younger brother was 4 and my youngest brother was 2. My mom didn't have a college degree, but somehow she managed to work multiple jobs and go to school where she ultimately got a nursing degree. She was getting government assistance (nice way to say welfare) to help pay for daycare and put food on the table. Once I was around 10, she started leaving us three at home alone during the day with me to take care of my two younger brothers. Needless to say, I grew up pretty quickly and learned out to cook Kraft Mac-N-Cheese and a sausage/rice consome quite well. I know that would be SERIOUSLY frowned upon today and she would be crucified for being a horrible mother...but she did the best she could with what she had.
Yes, we wore shoes from KMart and those blue jeans that you couldn't destroy with a flame thrower. I remember getting hair cuts at the beauty school because they were cheap. We were dirt poor for a good portion of my young childhood, but she did very well for herself and all of her kids turned out pretty well.
Thanks Ma!
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:03 am to mizzoukills
I actually did live in a double wide for a few years but even then I was aware of my privilege
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:04 am to mizzoukills
grew up poor, had redneck success with my dad having a successful small business. 2008 killed that, back to poor.
But my mom was a drug addict and dad is a drunk so I'd say we were pretty trashy. Things have progressed for my family in some aspects (my mom is no longer an addict) but in other aspect, it's rapidly regressed. But I have a good job and a smokin' hot non trashy fiance'.
But my mom was a drug addict and dad is a drunk so I'd say we were pretty trashy. Things have progressed for my family in some aspects (my mom is no longer an addict) but in other aspect, it's rapidly regressed. But I have a good job and a smokin' hot non trashy fiance'.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:05 am to mizzoukills
Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:08 am to mizzoukills
Not rich but not poor, there wasn't any extra money for most of my childhood. I never went hungry or lacked any of the basics, they weren't name brand basics. As I got older my dad's salary went up and we were considered middle class and I got to wear name brand jeans.
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:10 am to OWLFAN86
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by OWLFAN86
I thought you were a Mexican?
Posted on 8/5/15 at 10:12 am to Agforlife
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I got to wear name brand jeans
Actually going to school in the same Levi's as the rest of the kids was really a good feeling as a kid. Seems insignificant now, but it was huge back then.
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