I got up one Christmas morning and we didn't have nothing to eat. We didn't have an apple, we didn't have an orange, we didn't have a cake, we didn't have nothing.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In my early days in school, I had no shoes, no school bags. There were days I had only one meal... I walked miles and crossed rivers to school every day. Didn't have power, didn't have generators, studied with lanterns, but I never despaired.
There were days when my father didn't have money for food, and we slept hoping the next day something could be got from work.
Sometimes, we didn't have enough to eat. I'd go to school with no lunch money, and my school would have to provide it.
We never really had any kind of a Christmas. This is one part where my memory fails me completely.
No fruit. No veggie.
If I'm getting on an airplane or anywhere, really, I have a lunch box and stuff. It's a running joke with my friends and family - everyone gives me lunch boxes for Christmas.
As a kid, I got three meals a day. Oatmeal, miss-a-meal and no meal.
I had to work to eat. I couldn't even complete a basic elementary education.
My mom didn't want us to go to the candy house, she didn't want us to go to the ice cream truck, she didn't want us to go to the... There was actually a donut truck, if that makes sense.
I remember playing a high school basketball game where I didn't eat anything for breakfast. I ate, you know, like a PB and J and some chips for lunch and nothing before the game. I didn't make it through the first quarter. I wish I hadn't have learned that way, but it did leave a lasting impression.
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