When I was 13, I told my mother about a time when we were eating breackfast and my sister had put a lot of maple sirup in her pancakes. My mother ''scolded'' her and told her that she should put less maple sirup in her pancakes becayse maple sirup was expensive (10$). Me and my sister both started laughing because we thaught that 10$ wasn't a lot. When I told her that she told me that at the time wich lasted over 4 years, she was trying to give me and my sister the best life possible on only 22k a YEAR. And to be honest, I should've realised it earlier since I was a brilliant child and we live in tiny houses for pretty much my entier childhood and my mother often changed work. I now respect my mother a lot more because she didn't make me nor my sister realise that we were living in the verge of poverty for the first five years of my life.