So many people in the poverty culture live a real soap opera. I always thought those shows were an exageration, then I got to know some people and their stories. Meshell , her 5 year old son, her mom and 2 brothers are part of the unseen homeless. Meshell and her mom are always together (it's a survival thing as they pool together their disability checks). Nearly every time I hear from them they are living in a new place. Sometimes it is their own place, a rental or even one they are buying, then some months later, they are with a relative, grandma or now an ex-husband's wife's house. It is north of town (sort of), in Impact, a poverty riddled area outside of the city loop, far from any services, part country, part city, part junkyard.
Meshell is looking forward to summer when one of her biggest headaches will disappear temporarily. They have been without a car for a year, which I totally can't imagine. The agent and I share a car and it can get difficult in the Fair Mother city that doesn't have real stellar public transportation. Now they are farther than normal, when one of her biggest challenges came. The school system refuses to send a bus to pick up her son. According to them, she has moved too much and they can't keep changing their schedules around for him. Well, that should help this struggling family. Once again, those who have plenty were being inconvenienced "beyond their ability" and the poor have yet another nearly insurmountable problem added to the pile. And yet she doesn't complain or lash out. I imagine she has gotten used to it.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
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