Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Today living compared to old times

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An old man life story
Today living compared to old times
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As you all know every one of us has a story to tell and so have I, and this old man life story is my story.
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Today living compared to old times
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Today’s living is very different to the times when I was young, because if you compare today’s living to those times it is completely different, even in the farms it is different and we are lucky for this reason, because it is much better than it was then.
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I suppose that what I have been saying above in my last post seems already out of time, as if it is in another Era or hundreds of years old, but it is not, because it all happened during my life, so how are today people going to compare my story to today’s living is hard to say?
Wherever you go today there are, mobile phones, televisions, radios and other electronic devices that make life a lot easier than it was when I was young; also there is less hard physical work to do since there are a lot of machines that can do this work.
But in this post since we would like to compare the ways of life of this old man, let us start to compare the ways of life that I have lived in my family farm in southern Italy when I was young and compare it to today’s way of living, so, let me just describe to you a few things about what was like in the farm of those days in general.
When I was young, life in the family farm of those days was very quiet and boring; can you just imagine a very young man of about eleven living in the farm and looking after the farm animals in the farm? In the farms of those days there were not enough people around that you could talk to, so you would hear only a few phrase from an elder telling you what to do. There was to electricity no radio no mobile phone to hear human voices; therefore, there was a void of human voices and it was very dull. A whole day in the farm could be spent doing what you were supposed to do and hearing a few phrases from your elder, whichever that elder person happened to be.
Therefore, whoever young man ended up like me in such a position would have to become dull to say the least, as there was no way of learning how to talk to other people in a normal way; if one would compare the life in the farm with the life in the town of those days, the young men in town were bright and happy, whereas the youths in the farm were shy taciturn and unhappy. It was not
their fault if they were dull, it was the way of life that they were forced to live, just because their families could not afford to keep them in town doing nothing, so, they had to go to live in the farm, in order to earn a living for themselves, which sometimes was no much more than just eating free and a few clothes to wear for oneself.
As it happened, I was one of those boys that ended up to work in the farm and became just as dull as anybody else would become in such a position. Therefore, you could imagine how I felt when I had to leave the farm life to start living somewhere else with no training at all, not even any communication skills. But anyhow I have survived, so, it is always possible to improve if one tries hard enough.
Today life is very different from those days, so, I guess that even in those small farms like the one we had is different, at list nowadays people in the farms go up and down to town with their cars, they have a wireless radio or a mobile phone, they can keep in touch with other people and do not fall behind completely in communication skills, they are not completely isolated, as we were then. So, there is a big improvement. But here I wonder whether today generation appreciate it, because they still seem to get in trouble somehow; they have not seen the hard life of those days, therefore, they could not see life the way I have seen it.
Almost anywhere in the world nowadays life is different, but are they any better off, I do not know? Young people nowadays may still have the same problem that I had in life, even if they have had a better chance to live a better life and have been able to go to schools and even university.
Looking at the ways of life that we live these days, why we do not seem happier now, since we have so much more to enjoy, I do not know? People seem more violent for no reason at all, is this a sign of modern time and it will pass soon and nobody will ever think about it in the future.
It seems to me, that life always seems to bring different problems to different generations. Nowadays we hear in the news that some youths have bashed somebody for no reason at all, so it makes me wonder; what is wrong with them, because when I was young, if there was any violent act there was a reason behind that act. So, I would like to ask you this question:
What do you think? Are we going to be able to put a stop to those violet acts one day that seem to happen for no good reason at all?
Is there anyone that knows the answer to these questions? If there is anyone let us hear them?
Now that I have written about my personal comparison of life of those days, let us move on and let me talk about the town which I have come from, in my next post. See you soon.

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Sunday, March 4, 2012

Childhood problems

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Childhood problems;
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My dear readers, I know that what I am writing may sound very much that I am telling you all my problem, and therefore it is a boring story for you, but that is all part of life, in fact life sometimes is very boring and we cannot do anything at all, accept that we have to put up with it. Anyhow, now let me go back in time and talk about my early childhood; I was born near the end of the year 1938, and that is before the Second World War started. I was the second child in my family, my brother is only thirteen months older than myself, and for my parents my birth was too soon after their first born. They wanted more children of course, but they wanted them to be born a little more far apart; so I was welcome and unwelcome at once.
I was born a good healthy boy, but in those days medicine was not as advanced as nowadays, so they didn’t immunise children as much as they do today, because of this lack of immunisation as a child I caught the Whooping Cough, and although I was lucky and survived it, since then I have kept coughing on for the rest of my life, and therefore I have never been able to completely get rid
of my coughing problem, because the Whooping Cough most of the time leaves this condition to whoever caches it for the rest of their lives. This is how my own mother has explained to me my coughing condition.
Another health scar happened when I was three or four years old: I was playing with my brother who was older than me by one year, and while we were playing I don’t know why he hit me with a heavy boot in my face; so that, my nose started bleeding, and it bled for a very long time, that even my parents became very worried, they tried everything they knew and somehow they helped me stop the bleeding, but since then my nose has been bleeding very easily. My nose bleeding has been a real problem with me when I was a kid, and even when I was an adult it kept bleeding very easily. But when I was a teenager has been the worst, and my nose used to bleed day after day up to three times a day. Part of my nose bleeding problem could be attributed to the way of life that I was living in the farm, as in summer times I had to be in the hot sun a lot of times, and the heat expansion would make my nose bleed, and in winter times because I would catch cold in the cold weather my nose would be bleeding also; but part of this nose bleeding could be attributed to the boot in the face that I received from my brother, as I believe that it weakened my blood vessels in
my nose.
However the blood loss and a poor diet in the farm made me grow very skinny, so skinny that one could say that I had all the signs of malnutrition, I was so skinny that one could count my bony ribs, and I was also so light that other boys would sometimes make fun of me, when we were playing and they used to lift me up.
I need to say that, all these hardships and poor health that I have suffered when I was young; they are all due to the greatest drawback of my life, which happened when I was about five years old. Because then Fate struck a heavy blowto my own parents, as my father and three work horses perished from a lightning strike, while they were carrying on a cart one of the last loads of wheat of the season from a far away field.
Therefore this tragedy left us with no father and with great financial loss. With the death of my father from this most dreadful misfortune, therefore, all the good chances that I could have had in my younger life were taken away from me, and all the dreams that my parents had for us children came to an abrupt end.
So after our father misfortune, our family that consisted then, of my mother and two boys and a girl that is including myself, we were left in a very poor position to prepare for a decent future life. My mother had to rely on her two younger brothers, who were only still teenagers at that time, and they had to help her to run our small family farm, so that we could earn a living, as in those days there was no help from the government.
So when I was about ten years old, because my family could not afford any longer to hire a youth to help in the farm, I was chosen to help in the farm, instead of my brother who was one year older than me, and by right he should have been chosen to help.
So, I instead of continuing to go to school and get a better education, I had to go to help in our family farm, and this became later on the greatest drawback of my life.
The way of life in the farm was very boring when I was a child, as it had been for centuries before my time. But before my time people didn’t know how to live a better life, so it didn’t matter that much to them at that time, since most of the male farmers then lived in their farms all their lives, and everybody around them would be at the same level of awareness, so, nobody would ever
think that life was boring in the farm, as they would happily accept life as it was then, and they didn’t worry if the lot of them were dull people compared to the towns’ people; as it was only because they were uneducated and lived a lonely and boring life, but they were happy just the same.
Therefore, the way of life that I was living in the farm, which had been all right for my forbears up to the time when I was young, now was becoming old fashioned during my youth, and therefore it was not right any more to live in such a way.
So, I have been very unfortunate as a young man, because everything that had been unchanged for centuries started to change, and most of the people that were living in the towns were better off than us in the farms, but before my time these people usually depended from the farmers for a living, and now everything seemed to swing the opposite way in their favour.
Because of the changing way of living and farming, it became very hard for us to live in the farm and earn a living, so in the end I had to leave our small family farm, in order to earn a better living somewhere else. And it was then that I realised that all the work that I had done in the farm and what I had learned in the farm as a youth, and the time that I had spent in the farm had
been a complete waste of time. Because I had to start all over again somewhere else, and I would be doing something else completely different in order to earn a better living.
Therefore because of the changes of life style, which brought about more hardship than usual to the small farm owners, I was forced to leave my small family farm and the town where I was born, in order to find a better living standard away from home.
So, I migrated to Australia.
One day I suppose I will also be writing a blog about my coming to Australia, but that is in the future, since I believe that I have said enough in this blog. See you soon.
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An old man life story
Childhood problems
IS GOING TO BE CONTINUED;
Next time with, another life story
See you soon
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Other links of interest http://menfranco.blogspot.com/
https://sites.google.com/site/prayersofreconciliation/
https://sites.google.com/site/menfrancoreconciliation/
http://genzanoit.blogspot.com/
www.youtube.com/user/vatican