Secrets of Resilience: Lessons from adults who overcame difficult childhoods
My most upvoted comment on HN was when I made reference to fact that I had grown up in African village. I was totally unaware that this was a something worth sharing but it seemed to pique people&#x27;s interest. As I didn&#x27;t know any better at the time, I never felt that I lacked anything. I had two parents, grand parents and many cousins around. We spent the whole time playing, &quot;exploring&quot; and &quot;hunting&quot;. Not once did it occur to me that we didn&#x27;t have running water or flushig toilets and hence I was worse off. We had chores, looking after the livestock and helping out with the harvest. We had at most three pairs of clothing and hardly wore shoes.<p>We moved to town and my siblings were born in town. To this day me and my older brother, the village kids have always been more independent. During the time I was in school my parents didn&#x27;t glance at my homework. Later on when my younger brother who is 11 years younger than I am was in school my mother had &quot;learnt&quot; that good mothers help their kids with homework. To this day my little brother cannot do anything on his own without help (accept poetic license for the sake of being brief).<p>I read somewhere though, I think one of those decade long Harvard studies that having chores when young was the biggest factor in how successful people became. I presume poor kids have to play a bigger role, hence have more chores in ensuring that household is fed and clothed.