True to his word, I’m the proud owner of a stunning Burberry backpack and two hundred more dollars before the day is over. It is, without a doubt, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever owned. I can’t stop skimming my fingers over the checkered canvas material. This bag retails for two-grand, which, in the grand scheme of things, means nothing to kids who drop that on Friday night dinners. But it means something to me. This bag is the first thing in four years that’s put me on equal footing with my classmates. The first thing in four years I’ll be able to wear with pride here.