That's funny. When I was a kid Air Jordans came out and the town kids were all getting them. I felt left out and put them on my wish list, quite dramatically. My grandmother bought me a pair of what she thought were the $100 shoes at Sears for $39.
They were not Air Jordans and they taught me a valuable lesson.
I did not want to be lumped in with that bunch of Converse-wearing, bullying assholes. They also taught me that you probably won't feel punches when your adrenaline is pumping while you are getting beat up, so you can be free to hit back.
I didn't whine too much about being poor after that.