Poverty in a Sandwich

Even Kids Know Who’s Poor

Photo by Sigmund on Unsplash

When I was a kid, I knew the difference between the “regular kids” and the “poor kids” in our tiny town. Or so I thought. There seemed to be no “rich kids,” at least when I was in elementary school, which should already tell you that I was among the more privileged. But I still hold that we were not wealthy, not by any stretch of the imagination.