from the age of 6, grown women outside of my primary school would hurl insults at me, including chav. I wasn’t allowed to play with certain girls in my class because of the house I lived in. I was absolutely mortified when a girl said she’d seen my dad and he looked ‘chavvy’.
Boys at school said I lived in a ‘chav house’ and insulted other girls by saying ‘she’s been passed around like a needle at reegans house’.
absolutely fucking sick of u all claiming that working class people don’t have a leg to stand on when it comes to classism, because you want to take the mick out of your mates for sampling aspects of working class cultures.
nobody prepares you for the kind of shame you’ll experience growing up labelled ‘deprived’ whilst also being ‘gifted and talented’. It creates a kind of oxymoronic identity and I personally still struggle with it today. people expect w/c kids to be ‘chavvy’ regardless of actions.