By Amariyah Callender
Growing up, I never knew what “low-income” meant. Sure, I had probably heard the term before as simply not having a lot of money, but when I was young, those were just words.
My family certainly wasn’t “low-income,” living in a two-story house with a garage in Ellenwood, Georgia, or taking expensive cheer and karate classes, or attending the county’s best charter school.
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