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I wanted to take up percussion and was having a lot of fun with the schools xylophone and drum kits. I even signed up for band. Was told I needed to buy my own equipment but even though I had a job I was busy buying food for my household with the cash coming in.
I ended up asking my estranged father who did actually help out and buy a drum for me which my mother than turned around and sold for less than it was bought for and left me only the drum mat and a single pair of sticks.
Parents that support their children are such a blessing that I don't think the kids who grow up in it fully comprehend it. And to end up entitled from being over supplied everything and not appreciating it doubly disappointing.
Look after, love and support your kids when they seem genuinely interested in something and they will have about as good of a head start as you can give them without adding in financial security.
So true, my parents fully supported everything I dabbled in