Due to my poverty, everyone felt inclined to do battle with our family. In the school I attended …show more content…
Our pot bellied stove sent all the heat to the roof; since the house didn’t have any insulation, we were left with the little wisps of warmth that didn’t go to the roof (Walls 176). Because of this, Brian and I followed the coal truck, which delivered coal to paying citizens, and we picked up stray bits that bounced off; we salvaged them for the stove at home (Walls 175). Although we collected this coal, it was never enough for the entire winter. Our parents always told us that the cold would keep the germs away; it must have had some truth because we never got sick (Walls 177). Then again, if we got sick, we’d never tell our parents because that meant staying in the cold house instead of a nice and warm classroom (Walls 177). When we got too dirty, we went to the Laundromat to wash our clothes, and we spent ages in the comforting heat (Walls 178). When my older sister, Lori, wanted to begin a fire for us one day, she accidentally used too much kerosene (Walls 179). It exploded, and her coat was thrown back, leaving her legs free for the burning (Walls 179). She’d had blisters that burst open and painful open sores due to the bursting for weeks (Walls 179). Everyone on our street was poor and cold, with us being extremely