I loved the breeze

The harsh realities of growing up as a member of a low-income family can be too much for several to bear, and when I told my partner and her family about my childhood experiences, and several of the traumatic ordeals I was made to endure as “part of my life”, they often shuddered at the notion of enduring such trying times at such a young age, and i don’t blame them for their difficulty in listening to my tales, as I’ve grown to accept that my childhood was anything however normal or routine, however one big example I consistently deliver is how I never knew what an a/c undoubtedly did until I went to public university! My parents insisted on homework with me, and in their infinite wisdom, they decided to never run the a/c in the house, and they did this primarily as a way to keep me “disciplined”, and would only run the a/c if I had high marks on my assignments. My parents grew up overseas in an incredibly hot weather conditions, so they had no issue being overheated! Me, on the other hand, suffered heat exhaustion every day. That’s southern living for you! It was a real challenge to endure those conditions, however I didn’t think any better – I consistently thought they simply cracked a window open to let a breeze roll through, as I saw the window-mounted air conditioning unit however had no plan what it did. Imagine the look on my face when I first attended a public high university, and walked into my first class to think the air conditioning unit blowing to make the room cool and comfortable. I thought there was something wrong, however I entirely didn’t want to complain! That’s just one of countless experiences – several of which are nowhere near as light-hearted – that I endured as a youth.

heat and AC