We launched Candid That with the aim to inspire you to break out of your comfort zone, but often I find myself wanting to share with you how we got here – way before we decided to become content creators. Why we chose this path, how our values differ from the norm and why we think and act like we do. This is the first time I give you an insight on how it was being raised in a working-class family. There is a reason to why we always try our hardest to turn failures and downfalls into something positive. Why we see everything as a learning experience and ensure it doesn’t happen again.
Our father is a driver and our mother works in logistics at a pharmaceutics wholesaler in Norway. The first twenty years of our lives was spent in an apartment with a family of eight. In addition to being the eldest, we have three brothers and a sister. Growing up, our parents had rarely time to attend activities or performances in school due to commitment to their jobs. Although they weren’t present, the encouragement for us to participate in activities was always there. It made us independent and provided an opportunity to figure things out on our own.
When I was 12 years old, my school established an after-school program with dance classes as one of the activities. Coming from a working-class background, getting enrolled in extracurricular activities was not a common thing. I got the opportunity be part of a hip-hop group that was relevant and fun instead of getting involved in a bad environment. I believe extending the school hours and add after-school activities could really help the parents but also the children’s progress to become a well-rounded independent human. Activities like these are so valuable for character building and I feel very privileged who got this opportunity.
I think we were indirectly influenced by our father to choose a job with flexibility and sense of freedom. There were countless times after school where all six siblings forgot our keys and had to call our father to come and unlock the door. Because of his job as a driver he had the opportunity to drive home and totally save our flat butts from sitting on the concrete ground for hours.
I remember in the early days when my father was practicing to get his taxi license. It was one of the best memories I had as a child. Our kitchen wall had a large map of the county with lots of pin-points. Each day, my father would drive to a destination and familiarize himself with the different streets. Our family was always taken along for the ride and we got to experience so many great places of the city that summer.
My father works great independently and has amazing networking skills. His curiosity makes it easy for him to start a conversation with anyone; no matter who they are and what their background is. He never bats an eye for rude remarks and speaks with integrity. I have never heard him say anything bad about anyone. We can have the latest Apple products while he walks around with an old century Nokia. He does not care about the opinion of others and focus only on himself and us. His definition of success is being healthy, have access to fresh seafood, be grateful for what you have, and appreciate life. It is as simple as that. I respect my father and what he does for a living, glad he contributes to society and for taking good care of us.
I’m incredibly proud of my mother and see her as one of many sources for inspiration. My mother was able to go from living in a rented apartment to having three properties to her name. She has never let her non-proficiency in speaking Norwegian stop her from anything; teaching me that I have to work for my goals because nothing in life is handed to me. I have seen her push through in challenging times; if she gets rejected she just shrug it off and search for an opportunity elsewhere, because she believes in trying and not taking no for an answer. She never see herself as mediocre and always try to achieve more than she did yesterday. I’m unbelievable proud of what she has achieved as a working mom. She recently got her driver’s license and I see no stopping to that woman. She is my best friend and one of the funniest people that I’m fortunate to have in my life.
Our parents are not tech-savvy and for a very long time they didn’t understand the concept of blogging at all. Until this day, they still find it challenging to explain to their generation what their daughters do for a living. None of my parents have an education, but they are my go-to’s for advice because their experience in life are unwavering. Through my parents, I’ve learned to respect people regardless of their background or how they might treat others.
Education is a privilege
I believe that our younger siblings look up to us, I think so. Robert is in the progress of launching a concept with his peers and Ricky is head of board for his graduation celebration. Rich is a fun-loving soccer player and Victoria utilize social media to have a mini-business selling slimes. Education is a privilege, and I am glad they have taken on these extracurricular activities.
We have always valued our privacy, but I hope that by sharing we are able to inspire you to believe in yourself and never give up. Make your own decisions and bet on yourself even if the future is unknown. I’m from a working-class background, but I’ve been taught to aim high because it doesn’t matter where you came from, it is believing in making a name for yourself. Social classes are only a state of mind, becoming a class is working towards it.