Archives For social class

This is a true story about social class written by a middle school girl who lived in the housing projects. How would you respond to her questions? 

section 8 housing projects Social Class from the Perspective of a Kid in the Projects

As my footsteps make small, shallow noises on the hard hallway I walk down to get to my apartment, I see scratches on the door. I walk inside and see pictures on the wall and trinkets lining shelves. I put down my bags and sit by the computer to get online. After I type in the name of my school. I find articles telling the whole area that I live in a poverty stricken neighborhood that is crammed with people full of diversity.

I read 83% of the children at my school get free or reduced lunches and realize I am one of them.

I get tired of this nonsense and put my converse sneakers on with a perfume soaked sweatshirt to go outside. I leave the apartment and travel out into the parking lot.

Everyone says “Hi,” to me as they rollerblade or ride their scooters around. I walk up to my friends and we play games or just hang out and enjoy each others company. Sometimes we go out to the movies or go shopping at the mall. Other times we go to a teen center, the roller rink, or just stay at home, but we always manage to keep ourselves occupied.

When I come back home I don’t think about how it would be to live in a house, let alone a big one, because I do love where I live already. It’s just when I find ads in newspapers saying that I live in “housing projects” and such things like that that I feel so horrible. I realize I am pretty unwealthy. I think about how my mom Continue Reading…

This is a short essay written about social class by a middle school student. Insightful and interesting take on fashion and friends and the way it impacts social standing. Does much change after middle school?

 A Middle School Students Thoughts on Social Class

When I was in fifth grade I had two worst enemies. Their names were Gloria and Jasmine. They disliked me because of my social class and what it represented. They and some other people are the reason why I am writing about my social class.

People judge me before they even know me.

Gloria always disliked me. She always hung around people with the newest fashion. I always wore sweats, so I think that it was natural (if you could call it that) to not like what I wore and therefore, me.

Jasmine disliked everyone except for five people and those people were just like her. She would always walk around criticizing people on what they wore. I can still hear her saying, “Man, you need to do get some new clothes and do something with your hair.” She did the same thing with the teachers only with one difference; she would not say it to their face.

She definitely did not like lower and middle classes.

I always had somewhat nice clothes. I just did not wear them because they were uncomfortable. That is why I dislike jeans; they are too tight and they feel weird, even the “loose fit”. I wore sweats because it was always too cold to wear shorts and too uncomfortable to wear jeans. Now I have new pants that are sort of a cross between the two.

Think it will make a difference? Probably not. Such is life in middle school. I wonder if it gets better later.