Finding the Flexibility to Survive Brighton Earley's mom shops at a gas station because she can no longer afford to buy food at the grocery store. At first, Earley was ashamed to go on these shopping trips, but now the Los Angeles student believes the trips have taught her a valuable lesson.
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Finding the Flexibility to Survive

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Finding the Flexibility to Survive

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Unidentified Man #1: I believe in mystery.

Unidentified Woman: I believe in family.

Unidentified Man #2: I believe in being who I am.

Unidentified Man #3: I believe in the power of failure.

Unidentified Man #4: And I believe normal life is extraordinary.

Unidentified Man #5: This I believe.

ROBERT SIEGEL, host:

Our This I Believe essay today is about a belief acquired at a young age and in difficult circumstances. It was sent to us by a 17-year-old Brighton Earley, a student at Immaculate Heart High School in Los Angeles.

Here's our series curator, independent producer Jay Allison.

JAY ALLISON: Brighton Earley is an only child. She and her mother live on their own and have had an increasingly hard time lately. Brighton said she wrote this essay to help her get more comfortable with her circumstances and to name the belief she's relying upon. Here is Brighton Earley with her essay for This I Believe.

Ms. BRIGHTON EARLEY (Student, Immaculate Heart High School): Every Friday night, the cashier at the Chevron gas station food mart on Eagle Rock Boulevard and Avenue 40 offers us a discount on all the leftover apples and bananas. To ensure the best selection possible, my mother and I pile into our 20-year-old car and pull up to the food mart at 5 p.m. on the dot, ready to get our share of slightly overripe fruits.

Before the times of the Chevron food mart, there were the times of the calculator. My mother would carefully prop it up in the cart's child seat and frown as she entered each price. Since the first days of the calculator's appearance, the worry lines on my mother's face have only grown deeper. Today, they are a permanent fixture. Chevron shopping started like this: One day, my mother suddenly realized that she had maxed out almost every credit card, and we needed groceries for the week. The only credit card she hadn't maxed out was the Chevron card, and the station on Eagle Rock Boulevard has a pretty big mart attached to it.

Since our first visit there, I've learned to believe in flexibility. In my life, it has become necessary to bend the idea of grocery shopping. My mother and I can no longer shop at real grocery stores, but we still get the necessities. Grocery shopping at Chevron has its drawbacks. The worst is when we have so many items that it takes the checker what seems like hours to ring up everything. A line of anxious customers forms behind us. It's that line that hurts the most, the way look they look at us. My mother never notices or maybe she pretends not to.

I never need to be asked to help the checker bag all the items. No one wants to get out of there faster than I do. I'm embarrassed to shop there, and I'm deathly afraid of running into someone I know. I once expressed my fear of being seen shopping at Chevron to my mother and her eyes shone with disappointment. I know that I hurt her feelings when I try to evade our weekly shopping trips.

And that is why I hold on to the idea of flexibility so tightly. I believe that being flexible keeps me going, keeps me from being ashamed of the way my family is different from other families. Whenever I feel the heat rise to my face, I remind myself that grocery shopping at a gas station is just a twist on the normal kind of grocery shopping. I remind myself that we won't always have to shop at Chevron - that just because at this point in my life I am struggling does not mean that I will always struggle. My belief in flexibility helps me get through the difficult times because I know that no matter what happens, my mother and I will always figure out a way to survive.

ALLISON: Brighton Earley, with her essay for This I Believe. Brighton was recently accepted at the University of California at Berkeley. She'll be working all summer and with scholarships, student loans and her mother's help, she says she should be able to cover the costs.

At npr.org/thisibelieve, you can find all of the essays in our series and find out about submitting yours.

For This I Believe, I'm Jay Allison.

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