Thursday, February 23, 2012
What class do I fit in?
Reading
the chapters from Adam’s book about class, made me question, “What class do I
fit into?” Prior to my parent’s divorce, my family would have been
considered lower-middle class. However once my father was out of the picture,
my mom supported me and my brother at below poverty level. I personally have no income at the moment, am I considered lower class? Do people apply my brother’s middle class
income to me, because he helps me financially?
I also wondered about our friends during our teenage years, what made us
have a diversified group of friends? I came to realization, that in spite of
the fact our friends were racially diversified, the majority of us came from
families struggling to put food on the table.
The few friends we had that were financially stable had parents that
grew up very poor. The Mechler family
was very well off, so why were they placed in our group of friends? We did go to the same church, but not our
entire group went to that church. Maybe
we became friends because of the similarity of being “different”. The Mechler girls were half white (father)
and half Okinawan (mother); did the upper-class whites reject them, because of
their biracial identity? Is that really
why they chose to be friend with a group of “poor” kids? Of course, I will never fully know how our
friends became our friends, I know we all felt “different” for one reason or
another. Regardless of the Mechler
family's reasons, I will always be grateful for their friendship. Mr. Mechler often paid for our entire group
of friends to get to go to the movies and eat out (Frequently the only meals my
brother and I had came from the Mechler family). The readings and this class in general is
really causing me to question everything. In some ways, I wish I could just
appreciate the friendships and opportunities provided to me, but I guess questioning
motives and ideologies is part of becoming “educated”. I just hope all the knowledge does not lessen
my gratefulness for the people that have shared in my life journey.
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Great post! These chapters about class have also sparked a lot of thinking in me as well. Although my group of friends didn't share the same experiences I did, we all were pretty much the same economically. When I went to high school I was around a lot of upper class students in my AP classes but they never became my friends. Its crazy how class pretty much defines our friendships.
ReplyDeleteJennifer,
ReplyDeleteI, too, am extremely grateful for the people who helped my family and me while we were extremely poor. I don't think you'll ever stop being grateful. :)
I'm thinking about all the class stuff too, which makes me think of my mother and how hard her life was.
I also think about class because of the class I grew up in rather than where I am now. It's weird.
Great post! I'll see you tomorrow. :)
Barbara