I was born in a time when it was work or starve. No choice. When my grandfather went down a coalmine at age 8, his mother was glad to get his paypacket. We didn't consider choice. Knew we had none if we wanted to survive. My grandmother took in laundry and cleaned houses to feed her nine children. They ate pigeons. For Christmas we recieved nuts and oranges. Fruit a luxury after WW2 in England. Rationed..everything was for 10 years. No choices.