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I too will echo about my family immigrating here in mid 70's from HK. Growing up everything was bare essentials. Everything I had was hand me downs up till grade 9. Didn't have a tv in the house till I was grade 7 and it was a dinky black and white portable on rabbit ears. I pretty much shoplifted everywhere just to pretend my parents bought me toys so kids at school didn't make fun of me. The fridge was bare most times. White rice and soy sauce, wonder bread with butter(packaged cooked ham and sliced processed cheese if we're lucky). My parents scraped enough savings to open a flower shop/corner store. Worked 365 days a year. If our bungalow didn't have a rotten roof we probably wouldn't have done a major reno but that 2nd mortgage was clearly a burden and literally bankrupt my parents (back then interest rates were like 19%). I know there are families that were much worse off than what my family went through but sometimes hearing people say all Asians are rich blah blah just makes me shake my head
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