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I remember how in 6th grade my (i assume) well meaning teacher decided to have a theme week where we were to pair up, boy and girl and pretend to be a couple and figure out budgeting, finding rent prices for apartments and what kinds of jobs we could have.
That was the week I unlocked existential anxiety that never went away lol. Didn't help that every adult in my life told me to not worry about it and that it would take many years before budgeting like an adult would be relevant for me.
There also weren't any further classes about this type of stuff so I just walked around from age 12 and onward panicking about how I would fail at life because I was bad at math.
Weirdly enough I still remember that the boy I was paired up with insisted we should have a cat and that we should call it Møffe. I remember that our budget was very bad and full of holes and our teacher would come over from time to time. "What about the electric bill? What about the water and heating bill? Remember taxes." Every time she would remind us of something we had overlooked or missed, it felt like my nervous system was being electrocuted.
Pretty hardcore to just throw this type of assignment at 12 year olds with no warning and then never speak of it again.
As an adult I am terrified of spending money on anything that isn't food or bills. My boyfriend constantly has to remind me that we are financially safe because I feel like we could end up on the streets any moment. It's not all a result of that one workshop, but it planted the seeds for that anxiety to grow and blossom into what it is today.
I think a budgeting workshop would be a great idea for older kids who are approaching adulthood and are more ready for it. But holy shit, don't do that to actual children who can't even grasp the concept of taxes and rent money yet.
Just remember, Møffe will be with you even if you have to go live in the street!
I think my partner in that workshop got Møffe when we split. He seemed more attached to him while I was too busy contemplating my existence.
Oh darn, I understand your stress better now.
"How are you going to make enough money?" The teacher asked us cause my partner wanted to live well.
"I don't know?"
"You'll need a very good job"
"I'll be in poverty then?"
"Don't you know what you want to do in life?"
I'M BARELY A TEENAGER I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT FOR LUNCH EVEN
"No."
"Then live in poverty"
Like the fuck was wrong with our teachers, man!