Over the years, I've decided I don't really mind being "poor" by US standards. There are too many more pressing things for me to spend my life in pursuit of the almighty dollar.
No, really.
But what I cannot stand is when someone looks at us, knowing we don't have a lot, and offers us a handout. I'm not talking about a gift, or hand me down clothing, but a bona fide handout.
You see, the message they're sending with their handout is patently offensive. The implicit message is: You're not good enough to be able to work to get this on your own. I'm sure that I have something I can offer just about anyone in return for their kindness, and I should be allowed to do so. It gives me a feeling of self worth, of dignity.
I'm a HUGE fan of barters. I bartered some bricks that a neighbor needed and that we have in surplus to someone for a 10 gallon electric water heater for our second bathroom (we only need it for showers) that stands to save us over $100 a year in water heating costs once it is installed. I swapped some household goods for a minivan with a blown transmission that we need to fix to have adequate transportation for our whole family. I have swapped labour for countless items over the years, and find it to be fulfilling.
You see, when you offer me work, even if it's makeshift work, for something you're giving, you give me the additional gift of dignity. I am able to rest comfortably knowing that I gave something to EARN the items and support my family. The same can be said for bartering.
Sure, if a tornado took out my house and you offered us assistance, I wouldn't turn you down. You're simply being neighborly. Emergency situations are just that, and they fall in a whole other category. But when we're talking about day to day needs, let me do something to EARN my way. It's a hell of a lot more ennobling.