The above reminds me of a girl I knew back in the day. She was so unusually skinny that her mother couldn't find clothes that fit her in the store, so her mother used to knit her pants. And she used to come to school with her lunch in a zip-lock bag: two oreos and a nickel (milk was a nickel back in the day). To save her the embarrassment, I won't tell you her name ... although if I was the mean-spirited type, I'd tell you her name was Kathy.
