Life and Times of the North Shore: Some Memoirs

     So with all this discussion about social class, I thought I should write something about it. So I decided to write about some stories that happened to me (related to social class, of course). I remember in junior high, teachers would constantly make comments to us about how we lived in the North Shore. Before 6th grade, I was pretty naive and didn't really know the status of the North Shore. I had never been exposed to anything else, so I thought that the life I lived was like everyone else's in the world. Obviously I was wrong. But anyhow, starting about 6th grade the comments started. It came first from my gym teacher. I can't remember exactly what she said, but it was something along the lines of how we wouldn't have to worry about the same kind of things as her because we lived in the North Shore. And in 7th grade, one of my teachers asked us to bring in a binder the next day. Naturally, we all started to complain. How would we have enough time to get a binder by tomorrow? And then my teacher freaked out a little and said, "You live in the North Shore. You can afford it." I don't mean to talk bad about my past teachers. But these are the times that I most remember my social class being brought up by own teachers. Even as I think about it now, I find it a little strange that teachers would say something like that to little kids.
     So that was in junior high. And I went to a pretty homogenous junior high. Practically everyone was white and we were all pretty much in the same boat, so to speak. But interestingly, I noticed that once I got to high school, the comments about living in the North Shore stopped. The beginning of high school also marked the time that I truly opened my eyes to the world. I realized that the world is a pretty big place, and not everyone was like me. Not everyone was in the same boat as me anymore. There were people who had to worry about money on a daily basis, which is something I was not really used to at the time. Suddenly, social class actually meant something to me. So like the title says, these are just some memoirs from living in the North Shore.
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