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When my father left my mother, she was left with no education, no money and two children. We were poor. I had one pair of shoes and two pair of pants to last me an entire school year. My sister and I were ridiculed and teased through out grade school.
My mom worked a full time job, raised two children as best she could, and went to school part time for 12 years to get an accounting degree and later an MBA to make a better life for herself and her children. I remember her being tired and worn out my entire childhood. She never once complained, took welfare or blamed anyone else for her woes.
Don't tell me what poor people can and can not do. It's more a matter of what poor people will or will not do. The opportunities are there, it's what you make of them.
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