Monday, February 25, 2013

Teling Tales about Money

One of the most common stories that are told whenever I get with my grandparents on my mother’s side is about money and how we never have enough of it to make us happy, or enough of it to help us with our everyday lives. My grandma and my grandpa both had to different views on money no matter what kind of view it was. Whenever my grandma and I would talk about it, it always had to do with how everyone in my immediate family always wanted/needed the money for everything. No matter it is for debt, for gas, for food, for clothes or even for our own personal expenses. Whenever it came to my dad and his girlfriend by what she saw they could never get enough of it. We usually compared it to when she was their age and money wasn’t a lot back then, especially whenever you would have to work deadly hours, all days of the week just to make it by. She would always explain how she would have to work in the cotton fields; clean other people’s houses, work in nursing homes, and keep up with her own house and family. She would describe how hard it would get at times whenever they were always trying to make ends meet. She would say no matter what they did, everything always took money and sometimes it would take more money just to do some of the simplest things. Then whenever I would talk to my grandpa about money he had the same view but a little twisted. He would describe all the jobs he had done at least once in his life just to keep food on the table no matter it be a truck driver, a cop, or even a factory worker, but he always said how being in the marines and in the Vietnam War will change your work ethnic on anything. He would describe how he had to work the Godly hours of three to four in the morning till five or six in the afternoon with that being overtime. Then there be times where he got to come home early. But the job was never done because then he would have to go help plants cotton seeds or even pick the cotton out of the fields and make some money. Both of my grandparents have told me for years that now and days we have it easy opposed to the way they had it years ago. The stories never gets old because it proves to me just how easy we have it.

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