As I look back on it, I begin to treasure my working class upbringing and lifestyle.
It would've been nice to have some more money at certain times in my life, but when I think about it, the benefits of being working class outweigh the setbacks. You see, the working class are real. They know what it's like to have gone without, and know how to survive. Their lives are about something more than impressing people with their money or latest acquisition. Mostly, they aren't fake and settle their problems face to face instead of ousting a "problem person" from their "clique" or snubbing them.
The working class worry less about "what others will think" and more about what they need to do to feed their families, and what they need to do to feel fulfilled and secure in life.
They don't need 10 cars and a hot piece of eye candy (no matter what the sex) on their arm to feel like they have accomplished something. The working class are happy being surrounded by family and friends and having a good Christmas party.
Christmas in a working class home was always fun...but at the same time, as I got older, I realised just exactly what kind of lengths my parents went to to make it fun. My mom was sometimes in debt to the Christmas Club for the rest of the new year because she needed to be a member in order to buy us gifts.
Nevertheless though, I enjoyed working class Christmas more than I ever enjoyed spending Christmas with the "rich" relatives on either side of the family. With my working class relatives, especially my immediate family, Christmas was about mum and dad fighting every single year about the lights on the tree, about Aunt Janet and Uncle Sergio coming over on Christmas Eve, going to Aunt Carol's a few weeks later and playing N64 with Uncle Andy, and having debates to the death with Barry.
My rich relatives prefer to sit quietly while picking at a platter of expensive seafood, and expect my sister and I to sit quietly unless they wish to discuss school with us. Then they comment on my appearance like I'm a dog and tell me that I look "much better" than the last time they saw me.
So, in closing....take this money and shove it.
Even if I ever earn money in my life, I don't want to be them. I want to keep my working class spirit, because there's nothing better than that.
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UnicornLover1962
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Dec 13 @ 1:36PM
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more truer words have not been spoken......thank you for bringing back the good memories
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JimNastics
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Dec 13 @ 1:45PM
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With all due respect (and I DO respect you), you are suffering from prejudices.
There is good & evil in all 'classes' of people. Money is not the root of all evil, people are. I have met many warm generous and likable 'rich' people and I
have met many unlikable & stingy 'working class' people and also the converse in
each case. It has more to do with the individual, not the money.
You are prejudiced by your limited experiences with people
in your 'rich' classification. I have many friends in both classifications and have
met hundreds of others. People are individuals Renae. Do not judge them any other way.
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evil_blueeyez
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Dec 13 @ 3:25PM
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i hear ya i got rich relatives and let me just say i try and not visit with them cause everytime i do they esculate into how i need to better myself and find a rich man to take care of me and blah blah blah they even critisize me cause i got my eyebrow pierced and they say it makes me look ugly and only ugly people have piercings ...i told them straight out everyone is diffrent and unique in there own ways and express themselfs diffrent than others...Good blog LGQ
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kattsmeow
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Dec 13 @ 3:42PM
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 Amen. We know how to survive. We also know how to make Christmas special without alot of money.
It is all about the warm kitchen, making cookies and candy.
The dinner was the best with voices clamoring with each other.
Children were heard all over the house, maybe even farther!
Thank you for this wonderful blog. You have imagined my wonderful crazy family!
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ragtopcookie
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Dec 13 @ 3:42PM
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a piece of eye candy...now i like that....cookie
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Philosopher8659
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Dec 13 @ 5:20PM
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I chose the life for intellectual freedom.
The way I worked it at GM, is to be the best, and I would take machines that others hated,
Knowing how to run them, gave me plenty of time for my studies.
Even in production work, I could put out 8 hours production in 4, which lfet me with 4 hours of study, paid.
I was the first to brin in a PC to work. Took my confrontations, and it eventually became contract that anyone can now. I had to make sure that they could never fault my work. Now they are writting emails in management to see me about machine modifications.
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exvagabond
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Dec 13 @ 6:56PM
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No doubt Working Class are more conscious of survival and such grim realities, but the notion that they prefer that station to, say, Liesure Class or Aristocracy is a bit romantic. Look at the hours of commercial TV they watch, the manufactured celebrities they worship, the faddish toys and accessories they buy, and then try to turn dollars into dimes with yard sales. As for worrying about what others "think," if that's what you want to call it, I can see that problem alleviated in direct proportion with economic stability. But, it's a pleasant thought for the season when things eventually came out OK for Tiny Tim and the Cratchets.
But, as usual, your writing is excellent.
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redtigr
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Dec 15 @ 6:49PM
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It's probably more to do with the appreciation of people, finding pleasure in small joys, and being with people with whom you can be yourself...
Money is worthless as an end in itself..
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