Personal Narrative: Gender Inequality In America
My mouth dropped in awe. Presents filled his room.
“Look what I got for Christmas,” he said.
Why’d I only get a toy car, God? I was a good boy too.
3%—I’m statistically improbable. Yet, I’m here. Existing a space undefined for my kind, I’m resilient against their whispers of doubt. I’m a member of the three-percent, as in the three-percent of Umich students whose parents are in the lowest quintile of earners in America. I’m poor. By the numbers, the poverty threshold is set at $28,780 for a family of 5—my mother made $23,065 last year (a difference of roughly six Canada Goose parkas). It’s a common misconception among my wealthier counterparts that class outcomes are self-determined (they’re not). Like it or not, we exist within a socioeconomic
“Look what I got for Christmas,” he said.
Why’d I only get a toy car, God? I was a good boy too.
3%—I’m statistically improbable. Yet, I’m here. Existing a space undefined for my kind, I’m resilient against their whispers of doubt. I’m a member of the three-percent, as in the three-percent of Umich students whose parents are in the lowest quintile of earners in America. I’m poor. By the numbers, the poverty threshold is set at $28,780 for a family of 5—my mother made $23,065 last year (a difference of roughly six Canada Goose parkas). It’s a common misconception among my wealthier counterparts that class outcomes are self-determined (they’re not). Like it or not, we exist within a socioeconomic