Have you ever been asked the question, “Would your childhood have been different (is that to say that you would be different?) if you had more money as a kid?”
Now, those of you that were raised in a wealthy family you can sit this one out. Myself, and everyone in my neighborhood, definitely were not. But here’s my answer.
I don’t know.
Well that was anticlimactic…
All I can say is that I never felt like I was in need of anything. As I stated in a earlier blog, I wouldn’t change my parents or my childhood at all, for anything.
I naturally led myself down this road of thought when I wrote about the varied and positive influences of my childhood, courtesy of 4 great role models; my mother and father and my grandparents on my mother’s side. I feel terrible saying this, but my fathers parents didn’t play a large role in my upbringing. But the rest of his family sure did, while they weren’t influencers they sure had an impact on my childhood and it was mostly a negative one.
Let’s look at the players and tie it in to the subject at hand.
My Grandparents on my mother’s side were born during WWI, graduated High School during the Great Depression, met during the booming ’30s only to go through WWII; money was never a major factor in their lives, nor were they fazed by the constant lack of it. They were conditioned to make do with very little. I knew them, from the earliest memory, to live a simple lifestyle and had few indulgences. My grandmother wanted little more than a decent home to live in. My grandfather liked a new car (never too fancy) every few years and he liked watches, also never too fancy. Oddly, despite their small home and frugal lifestyle they saved very little money. I was surprised to learn this, considering my grandfather was always working. Perhaps it is because my grandmother never worked after he came home from WW2.
Consequently my mother was very much like her mother when it came to money. She made her own clothes, even as an adult and liked to live simply.
She taught me well not to waste even though I thought it was a bit overboard to sew holes in socks and put patches on jeans. Fortunately for me patches became a fashion trend in the 70’s.
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There was never a lot of spare money in our house, holidays were in a tent or the old ambulance my Dad had as his company vehicle, and I finally discovered what a Provident Cheque was all about when I was about 25. It made me realise how much my folks went without to make ends meet and make sure us kids never went without the important things. Not having a lot of spare money set me up as a saver and squirreller, putting money by for a rainy day and not blowing all of my wages. I always worked to the rule of threes when I started work………. a third to Mum for my keep so if I got a bonus or a pay rise, so did she, a third into a savings account and the rest was ‘mad money’ and to cover busfares, lunches etc. I had a great childhood, and the lack of money was never an issue or gripe. You can’t put a price on love.
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You’re right, you can’t put a price in love. I think that has been unfortunately lost.
Thank you for sharing
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🙂 You’re welcome.