A couple of weeks ago, my 13-year-old son called to share with me something he'd heard on the radio when he was with his grandma.
"Last year, the government granted food stamps to a record forty-six million people. The National Park Service also has up signs telling you not to feed the animals, or they'll become dependent on human food. It's ironic, and it kind of makes sense, you know?"
Days later, when Max and his 9-year-old brother returned from Grandma's house, I sat Max down and told him that we are a food stamp family. He was surprised, embarrassed and sorry for what he had said. Trying not to express my own discomfort and humiliation, I gently explained that it had become an essential during the separation and divorce, that I hadn't wanted to burden him or his brother with the details but that I also didn't want him to buy into right-wing media portrayals of welfare families as total failures and drains on the system.
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