Just catching up here so please forgive me if some of my comments relate to posts a few pages back.
@JustOneDad,
My daughter is in the same class at a small private day school with the granddaughter of a multi-billionaire. Yes, that’s with a “b.” The friend lives in an enormous house and I know she’s flown private, although how many times I wouldn’t know because really no one talks about it. It’s not anyone else’s business. I can’t imagine anyone ever asking the mom why she doesn’t wear a bigger ring or the dad why he drives a regular person car, let alone hassling the kids over their lack of designer clothes.
The grandparents live in our town and are around school a lot for various class events and games. I’ve probably been with them 100 times over the years and I couldn’t tell you what they drive, except to say that it isn’t a Lamborghini or Ferrari. This idea that everyone with money goes around flashing it is silly.
I grew up a 1%er, and the closest thing I ever got to being hassled about money was when I was in junior high and a kid circulated a rumor that my family was the founder and owner of a huge consumer foods company (think Dole or Mars) and people started asking me if I could get samples. I had to repeatedly explain that while my dad did have his own company it wan’t one the one they’d been told and that although we did live in a big house we did not have servants, a safe room, or a private jet. Sure it was embarrassing, but such a miniscule irritant compared with the very real problems of kids growing up poor.
As for the tuxedo thing, when my husband entered the Harvard Business School he bought a tux, having heard it was a good idea. He says it was one of the stupidest purchases he ever made. He wore it twice in business school and by the time he needed it again it had gone out of style and he couldn’t find his cuff links. We spent almost as much to dry clean it coming out of the bag and going back in as it would have cost to rent. We attended a black tie event last month, and as is now his norm, he rented his tux.
I can’t imagine ever buying my college kid a tuxedo. Where would he wear it? Kids don’t attend charity events. The idea that the average poor kid should be setting aside money to buy a tux strikes me as the worst kind of social comedy. “I’d better make sure I get to Goodwill to buy my second-hand tux so I’ll be prepared for all the $250/plate fundraisers I’ll be invited to.” [This is not directed at Hannah’s post or at kids attending Harvard, where there may be a real need for formalwear.]
My kid does have a suit but he doesn’t really need one. His go-to is a blue blazer which has come back from a lot of trips wadded up in the bottom of a suitcase.
I don’t know if Harvard has as many undergrad black tie events as they used to, but I know that even back in my day they were an outlier. Most schools never threw a single black tie function. Hanna, do you know if there’s any kind of tux recycling or loaner program for kids who can’t afford to outfit themselves?
Back to the original topic, a couple of thoughts-
One of the advantages I see among kids who attend private school is the idea that they can and should communicate directly with their teachers outside the classroom. Prep school teachers commonly do double duty as coaches, dorm parents, and advisors, so kids get used to interacting with them informally asking them for things. I think this makes it much more natural for them to go to a professor for extra help or special requests. It’s not entitlement as much as a sense that these are people who expect you to approach them, not distant authority figures. You see the same dynamic with the police in different types of communities.
One of the issues I can see with extra support systems is the old one of whom to invite. Students of color? Families with incomes below a certain threshold? Immigrants? Foreign students? First gen? All of these groups have kids who may be coming to college with a deficit of social capital, but they also contain kids who really don’t need special assistance. The African American daughter of a couple of doctors from Winnetka may not need the same help as an AA kid coming from a Detroit housing project. The son of a couple of unemployed teachers may not need what the son of a manual laborer with no education past middle school needs.