Poverty is both a state of mind and an economical state. However, it is also a very individual thing, because some poor people just accept their fate and try to make the best of it, while other poor people starts to complain about everything, and starts to point fingers at the government etc.
I’m not saying that we should just blindly accept the fact, that there are poor people and do nothing about it, because I’ve met a lot of homeless people myself, and all they ever dream of is getting back to their old life and live their lives like “normal” people. However, on the other hand I’ve met some other homeless, who have no interest in being helped back to a “normal” life.
With that being said, I’d like to return to the title of the essay, and say that I would have to agree with Bernard Hare. Because, you can be poor and still feel rich, but on the other hand you can also be poor and feel poor if you don’t find any happiness in your life, whether it’s a hot meal, some spare change, a ton of coal or maybe just a cigarette from a stranger.
As Hare explains in his essay, even though his parents were working minimum wage jobs, they found joy in making their own way through life. I also think that the way he describes the environment of the community he comes from is an important factor when it comes to his childhood. Because in the tightly knitted community, everybody was looking out for everyone or at least that is how Bernard Hare describes it.
And when Hare tells us about how he and his friends used to go out and play in the slum clearance zones, then it brings the reader back to the fact that, if you just work with circumstances you’re given and not just complain about them, then you get an easier life, with way fewer worries.
Hare also tells us about how his parents used to drink and smoke heavily and maybe if they had given up on both of these things, they would have had a lot more money. However, if it were the trips to the local pub