I simply don't get arrogance, never did. Never understood people who think have the right to treat other people bad just because of material things...
I found having money, wealth, so relative.
I come from a very different back ground. Before my mother passed away my family was middle class and we had a kind of good life - comparing to other relatives and friends. Suddenly after my mother's passage my father went through a really tough time and we faced then very bad financial times - I do mean a Very rough time. Money came and went and then came again and then went again...
I have also amongst my relatives a lot of different wealth back grounds; one side of my family has always been financially comfortable (not rich though) and another side of my relatives has always had a very tough time - and I am talking about having to worry about having the food on the table. Anyway... guess from which side I always felt more welcomed, and loved...YES, the side I can call 'financially poor' They are the people I love the most in my whole life and they are so rich in so many other ways.
When I first came to London I did what many immigrants do; I worked hard, very hard. I washed plates, I did wash toilets....and never felt ashamed.
This week I had to re-organise my wardrobe and I was shocked. I had over 300 pieces of designers T-Shirts. There are some I haven't even taken the price labels off and didn't even remember I had it. Same with coats, jackets...so many clothes. I suddenly remembered myself, when I was nine years old, in the middle of my father's worst financial problems (pos my my mum's passage) at that time I didn't have many clothes. I remember I had only one pair of jeans that I had to wash and dry behind the fridge so it could dry ready to be used on the following day. I remember having to wear clothes given by my aunties or my cousin...At some point I remember that some girls at school picked up the fact that I had only one jeans and two pairs of t-shirts and they started to make jokes about me. This week looking at my wardrobe I thought of that boy, who was nine years old and how I wished I could go back and give him some of the clothes I have now. I of course, did put a lot of clothes aside and will give them to charity ASAP.
My point here is that; now I live a very comfortable financial life ( I am very blessed)...Not longer wash plates or toilets as I did when first came to London, I not longer have to dry a only pair of jeans behind the fridge so I can wear on the following day, my father now has a comfortable life, so does all my relatives.. The thing is I am the same person I was when I didn't have money; I am exactly the same. My
I don't understand arrogance simply because I believe we should see people for who they are and not for what they have...first of all because money and material things shouldn't matter; they do make life a hell lot of easier though they don't really matter, second of all because money comes and goes and comes back again and goes again... for the examples above; I had very difficult times; I did jobs many people would judge to be very low jobs but I have always been the same though I know for fact that some people who know me now wouldn't have been friends with me if I was still living in those financial circumstances...even though I am the same person. That means; for some empty minded people I am interesting now though I wouldn't have been ten years ago!
Don't judge those for money; wealth but for who they are and for how they make you feel!
