I grew up as a poor kid, and I almost never got presents. One year my dad told me he couldn’t afford any, and he went to the store with my stepmom. Now, I was pretty sad, since I was like 9, or something. And all my friends bragged about what they got for their birthdays. I was(and still am) really into Legos, mainly Legos Friends. My mom and dad came back, and I saw a lego kit in one of the bags. Two even. I couldn’t stop crying that day :)
I never had a birthday nor Christmas until I was adopted at 17. I received a pair of socks for Christmas. I remember how happy I was. My mom baked a chocolate cake for my 18th birthday. It still makes me cry whenever I see my first birthday picture.
When we were kids in Arizona we used to move the mattresses outside and sleep under the carport. My mom called it front yard camping.we would move all the freezer and fridge stuff into coolers and have picnics where we could eat all we wanted. My mom would pour dishsoap on the smooth concrete and we would slip and slide all day. It was a blast.me and my brother loved it. It wasn't until later in life I realized we couldn't pay the utility bill and that was a way we kept cool in the summer. It was never for more than a few nights a couple of months in the year.
duplicatehours on August 27th, 2020 at 15:34 UTC »
I grew up as a poor kid, and I almost never got presents. One year my dad told me he couldn’t afford any, and he went to the store with my stepmom. Now, I was pretty sad, since I was like 9, or something. And all my friends bragged about what they got for their birthdays. I was(and still am) really into Legos, mainly Legos Friends. My mom and dad came back, and I saw a lego kit in one of the bags. Two even. I couldn’t stop crying that day :)
nike1943 on August 27th, 2020 at 16:02 UTC »
I never had a birthday nor Christmas until I was adopted at 17. I received a pair of socks for Christmas. I remember how happy I was. My mom baked a chocolate cake for my 18th birthday. It still makes me cry whenever I see my first birthday picture.
iamfafner on August 27th, 2020 at 16:03 UTC »
When we were kids in Arizona we used to move the mattresses outside and sleep under the carport. My mom called it front yard camping.we would move all the freezer and fridge stuff into coolers and have picnics where we could eat all we wanted. My mom would pour dishsoap on the smooth concrete and we would slip and slide all day. It was a blast.me and my brother loved it. It wasn't until later in life I realized we couldn't pay the utility bill and that was a way we kept cool in the summer. It was never for more than a few nights a couple of months in the year.