Recalling my childhood inevitably brings up the scene of the rich upturned garden soil I tread on during the lush floral spring around what I liked to call my “big brown house.” Which at the time, was absolutely humongous to my small …show more content…
There weren’t many opportunities to even leave the county, as Jackson County in itself suffers from a slew of financial issues, not to mention plenty of poverty to go around. (Finding Workers) Those who surrounded me considered my situation to be luckier than most. There was not a doubt in my mind that I was the slightest bit more privileged than others who resided and sought work within my area. Knowing this did not particularly affect my education or the friends I made; part of the values I was raised upon was to be welcoming to everyone, just as some say to “treat the janitor the same as you would treat the chief executive officer.” There was not much to it beyond kindness and a good heart. Economic status means nothing when there are individuals whom you care about and share life with. Having a better perception of those who care about my family and myself significantly lessens the gap of income and status all