Original Post(My Comments in Red)
I’m telling this story on my mother’s behalf. She’s a headteacher at a junior school in quite a posh, rich area. Half of these kids who go to her school come from “old money” families - people who are pretty posh and have worked dingdangity hard for their moneyworked for old money? By definition, "old money" is inherited money - generally, inherited down through several generations
. And the other half is made up of kids from “new money” families - these are people who have won the lottery, inherited a fortune, that kind of thing where, pray tell, are these neighborhoods of lottery winners? Inherited new money? If it is new, it is money that the present holder earned themselves. Personally, I dont care whether money is old or new - but I take issue with the assumtion that "old money" people have more "class" than "new money" people. I also take issue with the characterizing "old money" people as having earned their money and "new money" people not having earned theirs.
, and the majority believe that the world now revolves around them because they are the most fantastic thing since sliced bread (I worked there for a while, I’ve met these parents, they’re appalling and to be perfectly honest I’m amazed some of the kids are so well-mannered.)
About a year ago, a boy moved up to the junior school. He wasn’t an angel, but he wasn’t hellspawn. Eighteen months later and this boy is a nightmare, like he’s going through puberty at aged 8. He was rude, he was obnoxious, he hit the other kids, swore at the teachers and destroyed everything he could get his hands on. It was a bit of a dramatic change from the previous year, so my mum called him to her office to try find out what had caused such a mood swing.
It turned out that his parents had split up and he lived with his mum. His dad moved in with his mistress…who also had an 8 year old boy…who was in the same class as this little boy. Awkward.
This poor boy, who had doted on his dad, now only got to see him officially (key word here) every other weekend…but had to watch as his dad dropped off and picked up the other little boy from school, every day.
Am I the only one who thinks this is seriously unfeeling and reeking of bad judgement and inconsideration for his (actual) son’s feelings? 0102-10Ok, now what the hell did the wealth - or the age of the wealth - of the father have to do with any of this?