You do what you have to do to survive.
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Poverty sucks. May you never have to eat a solar heated canned tamales again in your life.
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We ate like that too sometimes. My sister always talked about the Christmas dinner that was a can of green beans. I always tried to NOT remember, but she could never forget. I do remember knocking on the neighbor's door to "borrow some bread". I still have a hard time going to friends' houses for dinner. It feels like begging for food all over again.
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I ate ketchup soup once that I combined with a can of peas. I'll never forget it and I believe it was just one of the many things that made me what I am today. 'That which does not kill you, will only make you stronger.'
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I agree that it contributed to the strong person I am today but that little child that still exists inside of me is always "hungry".
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My parents were so poor I didn't have lunch at school for over a year. I hid in the library to avoid people asking me why I wasn't eating. I'm sure people thought I had an eating disorder, but strangely enough I wasn't hungry; I was just humiliated. Twenty years later I use food as a crutch when I'm going through heartache. By the way, I know you don't want to hear this; But, tamales are my favorite mexican dish. They're fantastic. I'm sure I would hate them if I ate them for 4 months straight though! Too much of something IS a bad thing!
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OMG...what an interesting thread! I used to absolutely HATE it when we'd go back to school after Christmas vacation and the teacher would go around the room asking the kids what they got. My pat answer every year was "stuff" while all the other kids got Barbie dolls and Monopoly games and such. Then Valentine's Day when they would tape paper lunch bags to the sides of the desks and I had no valentines to pass out, but would just sit there and watch as the other kids did. I don't know how I survived life with ANY pride at all...but it seems to have been all I had.
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I hear you all. My mom swiped TP from her office so she could buy food instead, then I would insist on only eating Tic-Tac-Toes -eeww! I was such a self-centered child. When I was first on my own I could only afford Hamburger Helper - I can't eat it now it tastes like 'poor' to me.
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We never went "hungry" as children. Dad always made sure we came first. When I got out on my own, and had children, we had some tough times. I would go without many meals just so my two could eat. I would take "leftovers" home from the cafeteria at my janitorial job that were thrown away. Amazing what one will do to survive. It kind of keeps me in check now, to not waste or over indulge.
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I loved the government cheese, peanut butter and butter.We were welfare kids and I still remember the nutritionist coming over to try and teach my mom how to make her meals stretch for 7 kids and wondering why we didn't have forks. We ate with tortillas.Even in this economy I am still able to go purchase whatever I want at the grocery store and when I see items such as beans, rice, evaporated milk it brings back a bittersweet memory.
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i knew the same hardship of eating tamales out of a can daily as a teen. my mother quit cooking for her kids and we were left to fend for ourselves. i stole food out of my neighbors fridge.
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i went with my mother to a food pantry once and a mentally challenged lady stole a head of cabbage out of our box when my mother's back was turned. someone started yelling at her to stop and everyone started chasing her and screaming. i can still remember feeling bad for her. it was just cabbage :(
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LOL! We heated up Creamed Corn with a Citronella Candle because we had no electricity and they gave those canned foods away at the food bank. I think it made me a stronger person as well. Although, I hope I never have to go through that as an adult. Weird thing was no matter how hungry we were, we would never eat that free cereal "Puffed Rice", it sat in the cupboard for years! Now, my siblings and I joke about it...
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Haha! How about that "welfare cheese" "welfare butter" (which was REAL) and those HORRIBLE powdered eggs and powdered milk??? Ugh~
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lets just hope we can do better for the next generation...i was never hungry as a child...but i did have a few tough years as an adult. being hungry for a long period time is an experience i do not want to live through again.
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I now live by myself, but after years of sometimes not having any food in the house, now my freezer is so packed, I can hardly close the lid. Same with the refrigerator, and kitchen cupboards. Stuffed with stuff. I am so afraid of living through that sort of deprivation again, that I just keep buying more and more. Always afraid that another hard time will happen. It's embarrassing really.
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I worked for a weight loss company and was an inspiration to my clients because I was losing weight with them. Little did anyone know that I was losing weight with them because I couldn't afford to eat. I am very ashamed to admit that I even stole some of the food from the inventory just to have a meal.
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I lost weight like that once. I ate a cup of cereal and a half cup of yogurt a day because I just couldn't afford to buy more. Twenty-five pounds. I wish I had the discipline to do that now.
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when i was growing up, my mom had just left our dad, and had the horrible boyfriend that got her strung out on drugs so there was never any food except for cafeteria school lunches. so on the weekends me and my sister would go to the park down the street and look for the group having the biggest BBQ and pretend we were in the family, and eat their food. no one ever said anything to us. it was how we learned to fend for ourselves
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Once when my dad was out of work for a while, he would secretly pick things out of other people's gardens for us to eat. Being hungry as a child drives me to make sure my children never are - and to appreciate what my father went through.
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We all have our crosses to bare
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We ate a bowl of beans every night that my step dad made on a camping stove.My little sister got in trouble for charging lunches at school,me being in high school didn't have to sit in the lunchroom starving and watching everyone else eat,I could go off alone and pretend I wasn't hungry but I felt so sorry for my sister,I finally got a job after school and bought her a lunch from the convenience store every day.Funny thing is that brick layers bring home 500.00 to 700.00 per week,and mom brought in about 350.00 a week.DRUGS were more important I suppose. We are all better people for what we went through,and some of our crazy behaviors can also be explained through our experiences. Today I am a mother and stock the house with food,food that goes on sale even though we might never eat it because it's not the family's 1st choice for taste buds,I can't help myself,I buy it anyways,I'm so afraid to run out of food and my kids starve.when I have xtra money I pay my bills up in advance just to make sure we always have utilities.CRAZY stuff.
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I remember my mom not eating meals just so my sister and I could eat. we weren't the poorest family but by no means were we able to survive without some help. I think it helped me grow up to be a better person. I remember a buddy in 7th grade that had his house burn down and he lost everything...I gave him my newest pair of shoes and wore my old ones that were falling apart because I felt so sorry for him. If everyone experienced a little hardship in their lives maybe this world would be a better place.
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ALL OUT OF COOKIES FUCK FACE
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When my dad was sent to prison, my mom and her 3 kids had no where to go and during our search to find a place to live and survive, I remember eating donuts out of the Dunkin Donuts dumpster and never having enough food to go around. My one sister and I would shoplift things to eat. I was always the look out person while she 'lifted'. I was always so afraid to get caught and it would be my fault. Now, when I see anyone shop lifting food, I look away and don't ever report it.
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For me my sister and brother it was potato's. That's all we had to eat for about a month. There wasnt money for food by my Mom and her boyfriend had ciggs to smoke.
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me and my sister ate frozen pot pies cooked in an electronic sandwich grill. that and ALOT of top ramen/government issue peanut butter in those tacky beige huge cans that had no lid.. so would dry out even more. made me hate food to this day
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i know the feelings well
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It was potatoes for me too in rural Appalachiabut I got out and am quite successful. I will never forget.
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