My family would be classified as a middle class family to most. Growing up I thought we were poor, no where near to being middle class. My parents struggled to keep food on the table, clothes on our back, a house over our heads, and to keep the light on. I saw them stress on how little money they had to buy food with after paying the rent and all our other bills. Some nights the only light in sight would be the flickering of the flame on the candles used to keep the house from being pitch black due to not having enough money to pay the PG&E bill. When I was in fifth grade my family struggled greatly. My dad, our main provider, was diagnosed with cancer and had to have an emergency surgery and was out of work for a long period of
