Yesterday, I caught a train down to Kingsgrove in Sydney then hopped the 492 bus to Belmore South (now known simply as Belmore) for a walk around the old street I lived on as a child. Now, the original house was a standard 3 bedroom set up with white bricks and that typical Sydney feel. It wasn’t much, but it was a roof over our heads. We never really had money, a flash car or new clothes (hand me downs ahoy) but we had a roof over our heads and we were happy.
To my surprise, upon entering Rees Avenue, I was a little dismayed to see our old house knocked down and replaced with a big, modern and expensive block house that lacked any real character. All the other properties were the same thankfully. Progression some may say but for me, the end of an era. A closure of sorts. The whole weekend was designed to be a nostalgic trip down memory lane but it felt like the end of previous side of life as I knew it.
Back in the 80’s and well before smart phones and iPads, we spent lots of time in the back yard, climbing trees, making basketball hoops out of old ladders made from wood, cubby houses in the massive macadamia tree and hitting cricket ball throw downs from my dad. They were good times.
Looking back, it seems being poor encourages you to think outside of the box. A lack of funds can help your imagination run wild because at times, when you are poor, your imagination is often all you have to rely on. So when you don’t have much money, don’t think of it as a bad thing. Liken it to an opportunity to express your mind and open yourself to new creative ideas that may hold limitless opportunities.
I suspect it is why I look back so fondly when I think of 14 Rees Avenue, Belmore South. It wasn’t much. We didn’t have much but it helped shape me into the person I am today. Embrace being poor should it ever find you for a period of your life. It will teach you a lot and encourage you to move outside your comfort zone.