Friday, September 9, 2016

Farm life can be hard

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Farm life can be very hard

Farms usually are very lonely places, because they are in the middle of nowhere. Farmer have to travel a long way to see other people near them. So, it is a very lonely life to be a farmer, as you would be able to see from our own life story.


 Farm life can be very hard

Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, my farm life experience and views, as we were saying in our post, people that live in the farms live a very hard and lonely life; in the past farming was even harder than it is today, because today even the farmers are a lot closer to the other communities than they used to be, they have their mobiles and other electronic devices that helps them stay in touch with the rest of the world; anyhow, we have to think that wherever you are and whatever you do life can be very hard sometime; when that happens we have to try to overcome those difficulties the best way we can, that is the only thing that could be done.  
Having this life view in mind and having lived a rather hard life myself, I look at today world and wonder when I see these young people struggling, while they are really living in the middle of plenty without realizing it, but then I realize that they do not see it that way; because they want you to believe that they are living a hard life, when in reality they are not, if we compare it to the ways of life in the old times. Therefore, I cannot help thinking that things in the world have changed a lot for the better, therefore I cast my mind back to the times when I was young and I wonder what is wrong with the youths today, why they do not see all the good things around them that are available to them. I know that some of them do, but a lot of them don't.
Having said that, now it would be good if we could compare today life to the days when I was young. So, let me tell you why life was harder when I was young, especially for those youths that like myself ended in a disadvantaged position to work in the farms when we were very young: not only we were in a disadvantaged position and working just to earn a small living that consisted of just plain but wholesome food and some clothing on our back, but what was hurting most of us young would be farmers, it was the fact that we were not appreciated from the rest of the town community, only because we were not as good as the rest of the community with our communication skills, owing to the fact that we were busy working and living an isolated life in the farm, where complex communication skills are not taught, because you don’t need them for farming, and also we did not ware flashy garments to show off, when we went to town and met the young town people, who seemed so clever well dressed and they knew everything that there was to be known.
The reason why I have been telling you all this is that, it explains better how I felt then and how I feel even now, about my life in the farm in those days when I was young, and I hope that there is no misunderstanding that this was a hard and boring life, I am writing this article today because I would like to point out to you that my life experience in the farm of those days has a very clear meaning to anybody that happens to read my life story, even if it is only a plain and boring life story that I am able to tell you.
But there is also another side of this story, because what I have just said makes me reflect about what the elders of my time were telling me, which was in effect that life was much harder when they were young; this makes me think and ask myself: is this the ways that life looks like when we get old? Or it is indeed that the way of life is changing for the better today I wonder? Anyhow, I will continue to tell you my life story here under dear readers and you can decide for yourself, now, let me talk about my farm life experience.
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Let me tell you my farm life
Dear readers, let me continue to tell you my farm life experience; perhaps you remember that in one of our articles called, The heritage story, we have written again about the town that I came from and some of the ways of life of those times including my own life, so, now I would like to go back and continue to tell you all about my own life again that I lived in this town, starting from the very beginning, well not really from the very beginning, because I have already told you part of my life story in the article: An old man life story; a man life journey; My life my struggles; an old man story; My farm life experience; Simple man life observation and then more articles about Genzano the town I came from.
Therefore, now I am going back to tell you my life story, starting from the time when I had to live school and go to help in the farm, I was about eleven years old when I went to work in the farm; today you may find that at that age one is just too young to work, but in those times that was the way that most people accepted as being normal. I know that it was unfortunate for me just because I and a few other young men were going to be the last of this old way of life in the farms, because since then things have changed a lot and life for young people is better now, since for a start they don’t start working as young as we did then. Because soon after I started to work in the farm, laws were passed from the government of those days, that is was compulsory to go to school until youths were 14 years old, therefore I and a few others were the last youths that started to work so early in life. For this reason, it is going to be hard to compare anything, because things have changed, that is if we want to really compare anything that we do today with those past times.
But just to say one thing or two; can you just imagine a youth today that has just turned eleven or twelve or even thirteen or fourteen to have to feed and look after the farms animals in winter time as we did, when they are in the stable because outside is very cold. You have to go out to bring in straw and hay to feed those animals, even when it is very cold, and then you have to take them to the well to water them, you have also to groom them and clean the stable every day, it is a very boring job to say the least. I am pretty sure that today youths would refuse to do it, just because there is no joy or pride for doing it. Of course there are many other things that we did in the farms, but they are just as hard and boring; but perhaps I have said enough to give you an idea of what we are talking about.
So, let me tell you about my life.
Dear readers, here I would have liked to continue telling you my life story, just the way that I feel I should tell it, but I am having trouble with the computer, since the computer marks some of my writings as having duplicate content, as if I am coping the story from somewhere else; but really this is my life story, so I can tell the story of my life as many times as I want and the way I want to tell it, just because it is my own life story; some people may think that I might have copied my life story from somewhere else, but I can assure you that I have not and if it resembles somebody else story it is just a coincidence. And does this really matter?
You see I have only one life to live and if I want to be true to myself and the rest of the world I have to tell my life story just the way I have lived it, so there are no ways that similarities can be completely avoided. So, let me start telling you, my farm life experience as I lived it, even if today I think that it has caused me problems again.
Anyhow in our future articles that I am going to write, I am also going to show you how I have made an effort to break away from all those negative and painful things that were holding me back in the past, just because I did live in the farms when I was very young, see our article called, Hello my world. So see you in our next post, which is going to be another one of, my farm life chapter. I hope my life story is interesting enough for you to read. See you soon.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

My farm life experience

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My farm life experience and views
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As you can see from this photo, farm life is usually hard for the people that live there. This man might look a lot older than he really is; but that is life for some of us, we all need to earn a living. So, if you have to be a farmer to earn your living, most times there is nothing you can do about it.

My farm life experience and views
Dear readers, this post or article is the continuation of our previous article ‘My farm life experience’ all being part of ‘An old man life story’. Now, even though we have been talking about my farm life experience in our previous posts, at this point of time, I would have liked to go straight to the point again telling you all about my own personal life experience in the farm when I was very young, which is the most important experience during my whole young life, and which I ought to tell you as it was, because of the ways that it has affected me for the rest of my life, if I want to make my point about my young life experience in the farm; since it is my first life experience in the real world, and therefore the most important one for me.
So, just to make my point here, I have to tell you that my first real job in the farm was that I had to look after a small flock of sheep, I was about 11 years old at that time, so to be in charge of those animals was a big ask for a small boy, when we look at the standard of life that we have today in the western world, it looks even worse, but I did it anyhow. After looking at those sheep I had to do many other things also. All these things put together, I have to tell you right away that it has affected me for the rest of my life in a negative way, because I was placed in a disadvantaged position right from the start of my young life, as I have already mentioned before.
Now, while I am writing and thinking about my younger life, at the same time I cannot help to wonder just for comparison sake, how the young people of today would react if they find themselves in a disadvantaged position as I was then. So, I ask myself again and again would today young People have enough positive thinking to overcome the hard life that would be thrown at them, or would they just keep protesting and run away from the problems ahead of them; as the young people usually do these days?
But there is also something else that I would like to talk about. I have noted that today young people like only to get in touch with other people through their mobiles, they don’t like to talk to people face to face, and they avoid all sorts of problems if they can. Therefore, I wonder what they would have done, if they would end up in the same position as I was, as there were not many people around to talk to and above all there wasn’t any devise that you could talk to like today on the mobile phones, you see life was very different then.
Anyhow, during our lives I have learned that life means to us whatever we want life to mean to us. I believe that we need to be positive during our life, and that is what we have to do all the time be positive, if we can, if we want to overcome our difficulties. My own life is a very commune good example, as you are going to see while you read these articles, just because I have been positive during my whole life, even when things went the wrong way many times, I just kept going on the best way I could, you see, the reality of life is that it is the only thing that one can do keep going, without upsetting oneself too much.
We have to believe that from our drawbacks we can always learn something positive, and if these positive thoughts are added up, one can find a way to use them. You see today in my old age I am even able to write articles in Hub pages in a language that is not my mother tongue, this might not be a great deal to some people, but it helps me to think that I am not that hopeless fellow that I was when I was young, because I have kept positive and tried to learn whenever I had the chance, I hope that you see what I mean?
Now that I have explained the position that I am in today, which one could say that it is a sharp contrast to the ways I have been living when I was very young. Anyhow, today in order to continue to tell you my farm life story, I believe that I have to describe to you first of all what the farms were like in those days, and also how the farmers used to run them in a traditional manner at the time when I was young. And I want also to point out to you that, the farmers and their workers were then and are still nowadays the most important contributors of the welfare of this rural town of Genzano di Lucania, you see, the rural communities wherever you go in the world, they are still those people that grow food for the rest of the other communities, therefore growing any sort of food will always be necessary, for these reasons the people that grow food are very important contributors to the rest of the town community; this would also apply to our rural town of, Genzano di Lucania, but the rest of the town communities don’t seem to recognize enough the farmer contributions, this attitude gives rise to malcontent and make life harder for the farming people. We all should know that farmers are hardworking simple people that have no much time to think about frivolous things just for the sake of showing off to other people, like most people of the rest of the community practice everywhere these days.
At this point of time, I believe that this post is becoming too long, for the ideal average readers of today, so, I am going to continue my life story, in our next post called, farm life can be very hard. See you soon. 

Sunday, March 6, 2016

My harsh destiny

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My harsh destiny
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It is said that the choices that we make determine our destiny, but in my case I had no choice, because there are times when we are not allowed to choose, because our destiny comes the way it comes and we have to accept it as it is. In my case it has been a harsh destiny.
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My harsh life destiny
The harsh destiny
Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our previous post, my farm life experience, where we were talking about, some of the disadvantages that we might encounter during our lives and our destiny. We believe that some of us would like to believe that we are born with a destiny to fulfil, and if it is so, then my destiny is not a bright one, because from the beginning of my life I have had a hard life and this has continued during my life, perhaps it will still continue until I die, but anyhow let us go back to my life story in the farm, whether it was my destiny or not.
As I have already mentioned above about my farm life when I was young, where I reckon and feel that it was really unfair to my personal self, and to those youths that had to live in the farm as I did, this fact of life I will continue to describe to you at length and in depth as I keep writing on, since the main point that I want to make here is to show you how I had to struggle and to suffer while I was living in the farm, and even later on in the future as we will see. In fact, for me life was going to be much harder than I thought, since that way of life which I had lived in the farm had left me so far backward, because of that isolation that existed in the farms I even lacked in local general knowledge, and also in communication skills including all those nice things that a person says and does, which would make that same person attractive to the rest of the community.
Here I have also to say that this early disadvantaged way of life has affected me greatly for the rest of my life, and although I have tried to improve myself during my life, I have never been able to catch up with the rest of the world completely. So that, I feel it within me even now, as if I will never be completely satisfied with myself, because I think that I could have been better off if I had a different and better way of life when I was young to start with.
But since what’s been done is done, and one cannot go back and do it in a different way, I am/was stuck with it. Therefore, I had to put up with my backward way of life; and I had to accept that the only possible way that was left for me to earn a living for the rest of my life, had to be that I had to do hard physical work, which I did in a way or another and this hard work has helped me to overcome some of my drawbacks. From this life experience one could say that we should always try to improve ourselves and work hard for it, even when it is hard for us to find an easy way of life, if we are able to keep this attitude and work hard during our lives, we would be able to overcome many issues that could otherwise run us down.
Now let us continue to tell my life story; anyhow, at the time when all this hard and boring life was happening to us, including all those young people which used to live and work in this town’s farms, doing this same work as I did it all seemed normal to us, because even our forebears before us did that, as they had all lived this same way for centuries before us.
As I was saying also my forbears used to live in this town that I was born, and in which I had to live my youth just like them. But, most of my youth and I mean the most important years of my young life, at the time when a youth would like to try to find out the meanings of life, which would help him to learn how to deal with his life in the future in the society that we happen to live in; all those years were spent to live in our family farm and not in the town itself, and this did put me in a disadvantaged position from the very start, as I have already mentioned before, all because everything in the world was changing too fast and farming the old way was on the way out.
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Breaking away from my farm life
For about twelve years I lived this farm life; so, the only time that I had a real break from farming was when I was called to go in the army, which in Italy was/is a compulsory service to the country, which every able young male must serve when one turns twenty-one years old or soon after that. Then when the army released me I migrated to Australia, and I was then in my early twenties. I was young and not afraid to do hard work, since I had learned that in the farm that we needed to work hard to earn our living.
But let me say just a few words about this service in the Italian army of those times, being in the compulsory Italian army is a hard life for anybody, and everybody laments about everything especially about the discipline, as for myself I did not find it very hard like some complain it is, but at the same time it was, because you do what you are told to do, at the same time you learn something new because you are exposed to a different way of living. But the hardest part of it all is that the compulsory army of those times, they didn’t pay us, we only got free food free clothes and just enough money to by some cigarettes if one was a smoker. Anyhow it is good to be in the army and learn a new way of life, it makes you feel better when that is over and done with.     
But, let me go back to tell you about my life in the farm and what it did to me. Because as I have already mentioned before, the farm life of those times was not what one would prescribe for a young man like me, if one wanted me as a young man to develop my potential properly, so that, I could be ready to meet the challenge of life when I would be older, in all sorts of communities not just farming a small farm.
But you see, as we have already mentioned, at the time when all this happened to me, no one could have ever thought of the forth coming changing world, and of the difficulties that I and some of the other boys that shared the same fate as me would have to face in later life. Just because the way of life happened to change so much and so fast since we were young.
Now, in order to understand how unfair it was for me and for those youths of my time who ended up in the farms like myself, I have to convey to you the different set up of this town of Genzano; the way that people separate each other in classes, not because they like to be different to each other, but because they are different, and therefore they think and talk in different ways, so they group themselves with their equal, because they feel more at ease that way: But in reality they are somehow all equal, as all the groups need each other soon or later.
There are reasons to believe that this way of life would usually happen everywhere else in the world in small towns, where there are two main groups of people in every community: There are those who live directly from the land, which are called the rural community, and those who work in town in all sorts of jobs, which would be called just town’s people and they include; shop keepers, doctors, vets,  craftsmen, clerks, schools and school teachers, priests, policemen, (carabinieri which are Italian policemen), guardians, and every other sort of jobs that one can think of, in order to run a town properly; and then all the rest of the population, like whole families and women and children, so that a town would be self-reliant.
Anyhow at a certain stage of my life I started to become aware that I had to break away from this type of farm living, because a lot of things were changing and we didn’t earn enough from the small farm that we had, so it was time for us young would be farmers to change also, but let me say a bit more about my farm life views and the town I have come from, so that it would be better for my readers to understand what was going on at those times. After all those times will not come back any-more, and it would be good to have at least a sort of record, in order to remember how those times were.
So in my next article, let me talk about my farm life views, followed by several other articles about my farm life, and then talk about the town of Genzano and its communities, to explain better how those times were, in the fifties and earlier.  

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

My farm life experience

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My farm life experience
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What is shown in this photo is a very ancient way of life, when people had to harvest wheat my hand; but today thanks to the progress that we have made life is a lot easier. Anyhow, when I was young in the farms and in the fields people were forced to live a very lonely life, it might be okay for an old man like the one in the photo, but for a very young man it is a very lonely and perhaps even sad if you have to live there most of your life. This is one of the disadvantages that we are talking about in this post. 



Here again it is the old way of doing farm work, a horse pulling a plough, it was hard work then for people and animals to do these type of work in the farm, but it had to be done, as there was no other way for cultivating the fields.







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My farm life experience
Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, Perhaps we have our own destiny, which is part of ‘an old man story’, where I was about to start telling you my real life story, so, this is another chapter of my life story; therefore, let us begin to tell you my story.
As we know life is full of many surprises, sometimes those surprises may be good and other times they might not be that good, but we have to live our lives the best way we can whenever and wherever we happen to live it at the time when those events happen.
I believe that there are times in our lives when we might not even know whether the way that we are living our lives is good or bad for us, and we will discover that value much later in our lives; because what we have been doing during our early life may well take us to a destiny that we had never thought could happen to us. Having said that, now let us talk about that part of life that we have lived, and let us see what we think today about the life that we have already lived; therefore, let me continue to tell you the story of my life, as I have started telling you in our previous hubs of, an old man life story.
So, dear readers, as I have said this post is a continuation of our first farm life experience of, an old man life story, here we are going to add a few more descriptions about my farm life when I was a kid; now there are reasons to believe that once you have read my farm life story or writings, you will all agree with me that the way of life that I and those other youths, whom lived like me during those times in the farms, it was a way of life that to most of us nowadays may seem archaic, unreal and to say the least unfair, and indeed it was really unfair to myself and to all those youths that ended up in a similar position as myself in their families farm.
But at the time when this happened it did not seem that bad to us, because we were so young when we started to work in the farms, and everybody thought that this sort of life had been practised from our forebears for many generations before us, therefore we were not aware then of the adverse influence that it could and would brink to us in the future, as we didn’t know then that we were placed in a disadvantaged situation and even our parents did not see how bad the situation could become to some of us, because they could not see how fast life was going to change, and even if they did guess that things were going to change very rapidly, they didn’t know what else to do. So let us talk about this unfair situation that we were in at those times.
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Farm life unfair situation
The farm life unfair situation
Now, this situation that I am talking about here was most unfair to us because it affected only us the young people working in the farms, but it did not affect all the other young citizens of this somewhat rich rural town of Genzano di Lucania, because they would be living a better life in town; (Here rich rural town means only Genzano town by comparison to other rural towns which surround it).
So, as it happened then, we a portion of the young citizen of Genzano di Lucania became caught in a disadvantaged position including myself, and this position would affect us very badly for the rest of our lives; but we didn’t know then that it was going to be a disadvantageous position for us in the future, and we did not know what else to do, even if we knew and there was nothing that could be done either. The few exceptions who were not put at a great disadvantaged position were those youths which their families were rich land owners, because it would always be an advantage for them to stay in the farms and learn their future trade and then use their farm knowledge in the future to their advantages, in their own family farms. 
But for the rest of us young men who were working in small farms like myself, and did not own enough land to secure a good living in the future, what we were doing would turn into a disadvantaged position later on, but at the same time we had no other opportunities in life but to continue the old tradition of farming, just because this same tradition of farming had been a way of life to the rural community of this agricultural town for centuries before us, and therefore, when I was young it was thought to be the only way to earn a living if you happened to own any land at all, so we had to be trained to be farmers in order to look after our own small farm when we would become older, and anyhow, in those times there was not much else that could be done, but this helping in the farm and training to be a farmer for us became a great disadvantage, because of the changes that followed in farming later on. Now to be fair here I may have to add that there were also a few other youths that their families were so poor that they were also working in the farm like us by looking after the farm animals and other small tasks, they had no land at all, so they worked in the farm just to be fed free from the farm owners and a few other things, if the farmer could afford that.
Anyhow, nobody could be blamed for putting us youths in such a position, which in the end would result for us in a disadvantaged position: because the very same way of life that had served the same community of farming well for centuries, and those people that lived before us did not feel disadvantaged at all and were not disadvantaged at all then.
But nowadays because of the enormous change of the modern era, which has brought with it great advantages to most communities, since food is a lot cheaper than it used to be in the past; you can see this great difference in our article, Farming today compared to the old way , this is its link, if you want to check it out.
Anyhow, let me go back to talk about our disadvantages, because of this changes and also changes in the value of work that any worker does, for this reason we the youths that were working in the farms became greatly disadvantaged. But this is not all, because there are a lot more that can be said, about the way we became and the ways we were later on treated from the rest of the community.
I believe that this post is becoming too long for today’s readers, so see you in our next post, that we are going to call, my harsh destiny.

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Sunday, January 17, 2016

Perhaps we have our own destiny

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Apart what we believe ourselves about our own destiny, some other civilizations believe mostly the same thing, see below.
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Fate or destiny is often regarded as the “course that life takes” and karma is one of the factors that influence this course. People often believe that fate is pre-destined and nothing can be changed, but is this really true? 
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“Your destiny is shaped according to the combination of conditions pre-determined at birth and other factors that you are able to change through your own efforts.”
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The Factors that Form a Person’s Fate
A person’s fate is decided by a complex combination of conditions and factors. Some of them are already decided at the time of a person’s birth and some of them come into play later and shape the course further. There are five factors that form our fate or destiny:
1.     Tendencies of our soul, otherwise known as karma
2.     Family environment
3.     Social climate
4.     Our own efforts and self-discipline
5.     Influence of other people 
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This is what some people believe, and I have to agree that most times we believe it ourselves.

Perhaps we have our own destiny
Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our previous post of, an old man story, where we were going to talk about whether we are worn with our own destiny. Anyhow, today I have to say that I feel that there might be something called a destiny, so, one might be born to live a certain way of life, or perhaps our destiny is already written in God’s book of our own life and in a way we are forced to live our lives according to what is written in it, therefore our life is going to be influenced by some life events that are behind your control. Now, I don’t know what to think about what I have just said, but somehow I believe that there is a sort of destiny for every one of us, but I hope that it is not completely fixed and it can be modified to a certain extend if we have the opportunity and continue to try our best, we might be able to improve our destiny. You see if we believe that our destiny is fixed then there is no way that we could change it, so, it is better if we believe that we can change it somehow, but anyhow things happen for a reason, so they affect our life one way or another. Anyhow I believe that there is a sort of destiny because of what has happened to me and continues to happen to me.   
Anyhow, dear readers as I have already said before, I have lived a rather hard life, therefore, I have come to blame my fate for most of my life short comings and pains. Because I believe that when I was born, I was born with a good chance to live a better life; but it was not to be, that is the reason why I think that perhaps my destiny had to do something with it. So my dear readers if you happen to read my life story, I am sure that you may very well ask. Why is it that I am telling you mostly sad stories? Is it possible that in my whole life, I had so many sad happenings and not any happy ones?
Well I should say here that I have had a few happy happenings, but if I had to tell you about my happy happenings they would be so few and very boring indeed, and nobody could or would be interested to hear them anyhow, because they seem to me that they are not important.
So, I would like to talk now most of all, about those happenings that have affected my life in a negative way, one could say that they have made me struggle during my life, as I have already said in my last hub, My life my struggles, this is the link to my life struggles,
 My life my struggles 
I know dear readers that you might be thinking that it is meaningless to write down all this useless stuff, as nobody might be willing to read it or get any benefit from it:
But I am thinking that if my writings survive in a hidden corner just for a generation or two, and even if my writings are not well written, as my English written skills are not the best at the present time. But I believe that in several years when time passes away, then whoever would be reading my life writings will find them more interesting, because life was so different in the old days, because we used to live in a different way, you see, I have started to live my life long before the great changes of nowadays, so, this difference is what might make this old man life story interesting enough.
But, if what I am writing here is going to be useless anyhow, I will do it just for practice, so that I would be able to improve my English language and also my writing skills. So that I could feel more confident within my own self, and therefore I would not feel to be in such a hopeless and desperate position; like that time when something happened to me at a certain stage of my life, but at that time I was not able to cope with it properly, and because I wasn’t able to cope that matter in my case became also very painful, because of what I wanted to reach and do but I wasn’t able to achieve it, here I am talking about a matter that was and indeed is a very delicate matter of personal nature, so I am not going to disclose anywhere willingly.

But I would like to tell you that my helpless and desperate feelings, I will write them later on including what was it that caused me so much distress; But this distress has also made me come to a decision, which is that I have to improve myself in my lacking writing skills. So, now although I am getting old, I will try very hard if I can to improve myself, so that, my improvements may still help me in my later years to reach where I have failed before. You see this is my view about life; when you fail you get up dust yourself and try again harder.
 
Therefore, by writing my own life story, I will also help myself to improve my English skills and my communication skills, which after all they are the art of being able to write or to say, the right words at the right time with the right meanings; since saying meaningful and skilful phrases is just like when one writes them down.
So please don’t be annoyed by my life story and allow me to write a few things that I have gone through during my own life. I would like to write them; so that I could show you how hard life was then and how hard life can sometimes be, since this applies particularly to me; because during my life so many things have changed since I was a child; I know of course that things will still keep changing nowadays and in the future, and very likely even faster than before, but now because we know of the oncoming changes we are able to accept them more easily than before, and therefore they will not seem that bad to us anyhow, because at least we believe that we know where we are going in the near future.
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I believe that this post is becoming too long, because today people seem very busy and don’t like very long stories, so I better stop writing it now. But, an old man life story, IS TO BE CONTINUED: With another post called, my farm life experience.  See you next time.