I had the meanest mother in the world.While other kids ate candy for breakfast, I had to have cereal, eggs and toast.; Others had cokes and candy for lunch, while we had to eat a sandwich.As you can guess, my supper was different from the other kids' .But at least I was not alone in my suffering.My sister and two brothers had the same mean mother as I did.
My mother insisted on knowing where we were at ail times.She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing.We had to wear clean clothes every day.Other kids always wore their clothes for days.We reached the height of disgrace because she made our clothes herself, just to save money.