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Re: Poor
by
Arkady
I can add to that:
Being poor is having to leave your two small children sleeping whilst you slip out at night to poach rabbits so they'll actually have meat to eat for the next few days.
Being poor is sending said children to school in winter with rabbit-fur mittens made with hides you tanned yourself from those self-same rabbits, fur on the inside.
Being poor is going foraging the hedgerows for rosehips to make rosehip syrup because you can't afford fresh fruit or fruit juice and you desperately want to make sure the children get enough vitamin C.
Being poor is foraging for wild mushrooms, nuts and berries - not for fun, but because you need to so your children will eat.
Being poor is handwashing your children's clothes in the bath on a daily basis because the washing machine broke down, you can't afford to replace it and you can't afford the laundrette. And you're doing it with home-made soap because you can't really justify the expense of commercial detergent or fabric conditioner.
Yup, I've done all the above. Almost unbelievable in modern Britain, isn't it? But there you go.
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