I grew up poor, but I didn't really know it because of amazing places like the Salvation Army where we got a lot of our Christmas presents from.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I grew up poor. I never had any money. I was a hobo, you know, ride the freights.
I grew up in a very modest house. We were poor-we lived on the poverty level. We all got jobs as young kids.
I grew up very poor in rural Alabama.
I grew up in a very large, poor family.
My mom grew up in poverty in Oklahoma - like Dust Bowl, nine people in one room kind of place - and the way she got out of poverty was through education. My dad grew up without a dad, with very little and he also made his way out through education.
Poor people are those who only work to try to keep an expensive lifestyle and always want more and more.
I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to life.
I grew up with a family that had very little and were at times homeless.
If you must know, my parents came from pretty hardscrabble backgrounds in the southern Midwest. I certainly didn't grow up poor, but I did spend my 20s and early 30s juggling temp jobs and choking on massive student-loan debt.
At home, growing up, we weren't really poor. We had everything we needed, we just didn't have what we wanted.