Ms Mexpat is tagging me with the following meme (seriously, what would Fned's blog be without memes filling up the gaps when inspiration is just not there?;))
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The premise is that you "bold" all the statements that are true. The more bold lines one has, the more privileged one's formative years were. Please note: The list is based on an exercise developed by Will Barratt, Meagan Cahill, Angie Carlen, Minnette Huck, Drew Lurker, Stacy Ploskonka at Illinois State University. The exercise developers ask that if you participate in this blog game, you acknowledge their copyright.
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Father went to college
Father finished college
Mother went to college
Mother finished college
Have any relative who is an attorney, physician, or professor - my mom is an English teacher.
Were the same or higher class than your high school teachers (I think they mean social class) -I have no idea. At all.
Had more than 50 books in your childhood home
Had more than 500 books in your childhood home - I have no idea... but I don't think we made it to 500.... maybe like 200.....
Were read children’s books by a parent - although I think early on we each started reading children's book to ourselves
Had lessons of any kind before you turned 18 - sadly no, I think our parents didn't want to force anything we might not like on us.... looking back I don't think I missed out on much although maybe a sport's activity would have helped me in later years to develop a sports-habit !
Had more than two kinds of lessons before you turned 18
The people in the media who dress and talk like me are portrayed positively
Had a credit card with your name on it before you turned 18 - I've never had a credit card... only debit.
Your parents (or a trust) paid for the majority of your college costs - although I did have a 75% scholarship !
Your parents (or a trust) paid for all of your college costs
Went to a private high school - yep... also on a scholarship
Went to summer camp - No such thing in Mexico
Had a private tutor before you turned 18 - my brother would tutor me in math ocasionally. He's three years younger than me. THAT'S how bad I was!
Family vacations involved staying at hotels - Nope, that's what we had camper vans for... although I do recall the "Graham Suites" in Villarmosa but that was just to spend the night on our way down to the Caribe
Your clothing was all bought new before you turned 18 - If new means at La Fayuca and Comercial Mexicana ;)
Your parents bought you a car that was not a hand-me-down from them - Sadly, no.
There was original art in your house when you were a child - One portrait of a lady with no hands painted by yours truly, one of a circus (dido) and one portrait of a Valladolid kid painted by one of my mom's students. That's it in the art department for us. Oh, I'm forgetting the lovely painting of the Xonaca church my parents received as a gift from a very good friend.
Had a phone in your room before you turned 18 - Definetly! I drilled the hole in the wall to be able to pass the telephone cable from the stufy to my room myself!!
You and your family lived in a single family house - *Confused*... does that mean we didn't share it with anyone else? then Yes.
Your parent(s) owned their own house or apartment before you left home - That's a story for minshap to tell... but yeah....
Participated in an SAT/ACT prep course - No, but I did get a 9.4 average grade from my bachillerato!
Had your own TV in your room in High School - "No way, Jose" (direct quote from my parents whenever the subject was raised).
Owned a mutual fund or IRA in High School or College - uh.... don't even know what those are *blushing*
Flew anywhere on a commercial airline before you turned 16 - Once! A flight from Cancun to San Antonio when I was 14. I'll never forget it because that was the time my mom made a scene in customs and cried her eyes out because they wouldn't let her board the place with 4 kids and without her (mexican) husband. They finally did let us go, I think that they just got tired of listening to the histerical lady and the four crying brats clinging at her jeans.
Went on a cruise with your family - nope, although we did have Uncle Jaime's lancha during most trips to Tulum.
Your parents took you to museums and art galleries as you grew up - No
You were unaware of how much heating bills were for your family- heating???? In MEXICO???
Well, that pretty much sums it up. I wonder if I fall in the "privileged" category. I doubt it. But funny enough I always felt highly privileged growing up. I guess compared to american standards you would think we were below average but in Mexico... well... lets just say life was good! :D
Fned.
6 comments:
Haha, just did the exact same meme tagged by the exact same person.
I like the circles we run in, Fned :)
I love how people can have slightly different upbringings but end up with the same perspective... Life is good. But seriously, they don't have summer camp in Mexico?!
Privilege ?
it is to realise of your happiness, to be surrounded by love and to give love to the others .
you have so much beautiful memories which erase the bad memories .
You are a young pearson, beautiful,is loved the remainder does not count !
I think the meme left a lot of things out that I would consider creating a "privileged" upbringing. Not only lessons and travel, but conscientious parental involvement and their desire to expose you to many different sides of life. From what I know of you and your family (which yes, is very little), I would say you were quite privileged indeed.
Well yes, there are summer camps in Mexico. I seem to remember your going on an interview to work at the Safari one that time and you had the job in your hat (they loved that you spoke English), but you called back to turn down the job because you got to thinking about having to live out there 24/7 where there were SPIDERS!!! That was a good one!
Oh yeah, one more thing: you have lots of professionals in your family! (well not nuclear family but aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.) Lawyers, bankers, architects, teachers, even a doctor! And as for all new clothes, what about all those incredible thrift-shop forays we went on when we went up to the States? Those exotic, totally outdated but fun-to-wear full-skirted dresses I would let you get (can't pass up a dress for 2 bucks!) and then Car would complain that I was raising you to believe it was normal to change your clothes five billion times a day and dance around the living room to good old rock music... I guess that all changed when you got old enough to notice what other girls were wearing...
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