A man life journey
A man life journey (page 3)
Welcome to our blog page, a man life journey
Our journey starts when we are born, when we are born we all bring joy to our parents, since we become the continuation of their own life, that is why a lot of people say that a new born is a bundle of joy.
During our lives we do many things, but slowly we become old and we know that one day we will die, but what we have done during our life it is our life journey, it is our life story that we could tell to anyone that would like to hear it, so here under is written my life journey, please read it if you like.
This is a simple man life journey being
part of, An old man life story.
Dear readers, this article is the continuation
of our last article, An old man life story, but we had to change name because every
article needs to have a name of its own; so, let me welcome you to my article called, A man life journey, you are all invited to read our articles or hubs, so browse as
long as you like. We hope that we would be able to entertain you somehow with a
real life story, by writing my own life story just the way that I have lived
it. Therefore I hope that I would be able to write my life story clear enough,
that you would be able to see easily how life was when I was young, because today
there is a great difference between now and then, here I should add that this
is very important to note for comparison sake, if one would like to note
between nowadays and the old time, anyhow let us start telling you what we are
going to tell you in my whole life story.
Now this is my life story; at this point of
time I plan to write my life story in two parts, one part is going to be mainly
about my young life in our family farm in Southern Italy and all those things
that were happening in those times in the farm and also in my native town of
Genzano di Lucania, which is the town where our farm was, of course I am also
going to tell you the story of my native town, because history is important to
know; the second part is going to be about my life story in Australia, since I
migrated to Australia in my early twenties.
This second part of my life story will be
dealing with lots of things and it will include several articles about building
and how DIY brickwork, masonry etc. Since I ended up working in the building
industry in Brisbane Australia, here I will be telling you the great
differences that I found between the old continent and Australia and describe
how many building things were done in those times and perhaps how these things
have progressed and how I progressed and became a bricklayer during the time
that I have been working in Australia, and I have been working as a bricklayer
most of my life.
But now let us go back to the beginning to
tell you my life story.
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Beginning my life story
Anyhow, let us start from the beginning to
tell my life story, so, this is the story of a simple man life journey, and I
would like to point out that this hub is only the beginning of an old man life
story and there will be several hubs about this story; for this reason I am
asking myself which is the best way to write my life story, so that I could
interest you to take a trip in the past with me, in the hope that I would be
able to show you something that would interest you and you would accompany me
happily in my life journey story?
You see, I would like to tell you my own
life story for many reasons; because today I would say that I have reached a
certain age that makes me an old man, so I wonder what could I show to my
readers about my own life story that would make my life story interesting
enough to read. Of course I could tell you easily about what my life is like
today, which I can say that is not that exciting at all, because of some
unfortunate happenings and illness in the family that seems to worry me so much
these days; you see, to tell you the truth I am sorry to say that I happen to
live with family members that are sick and require lots of attention, because
this is not what you readers would like to hear, since telling sad story would
only bring sadness to who hears the story; so, it would be better to go back to
tell you my life story from the beginning just as it happened in the past with
some happy and some not so happy happenings, I suppose it might be better for
everybody, if I tell my life story this way.
Now, even though in my life story I have to
say that I was struggling most times during my early life, so, it
might not be a very happy story to hear for entertainment sake, at the same
time I hope that my whole life story could or would be more interesting to
hear, if the story that I am going to tell you now has already happened in the
past, because even if there are sad stories being told, since they are passed
already, they would not seem so sad anymore and they could be compared to
today’s living to make the story more interesting.
Therefore, dear readers, while you are
reading my life story try to compare the ways of living of those by gone days
with the ways we are living our lives today, because this would be one of the
reasons why I am writing my life story; you see today when I see things done
from the younger generation that do not agree with my own views,
sometimes I would like to tell them the ways that things were done when I was
young, therefore, I would start by saying; when I was young these things were
not done this way and keep telling them what we did then. I hope you see what I
mean. But now, let me start telling you the story of my life;
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The
story of my life
So, now let me start telling you my life
story, I was born in the late thirties that means that, I was born before World
War 2, 1939- 1945, I was born in a rural town of southern Italy, as I have
already mentioned at the beginning of this article, my family had a small farm
and owned some farm land around the farm, but this farm land that we owned was
not enough to earn a living, so we (my family) would also work the land of
large land owners who would let us use their land for a price that had to be
paid usually with an agreed amount of produce each year, that was normal
practice in those days.
In order to understand how things were then
in the farms, and here I am talking before and also during World war 2, I need
to tell you this; to earn a living in those days was very hard, it was much
harder than today, not only for us farmers who were then thought to be in a
better position of the rest of the town community, because we were producing
something useful for the rest of the community especially in war time when food
was hard to come by, we could always find something to eat from the fields, so
the rest of the town were influenced by us farmers, so if we were doing well
the rest of the town would be doing well too, I hope I have made my point here.
Now I need to point out that there was no
much money going around in those days and a lot of times we had to exchange
produce or things to make ends meet. So, let me tell you a couple of examples
how things were done in those days; for example if it happened that we needed a
blacksmith to sharpen the tools during the year to work the fields, we would
pay the blacksmith with an agreed amount of wheat, since wheat was our main
crop and also most people needed wheat to make their own bread during the year;
you see in those times, if you had wheat you could take it to the mill to make
flour and then make your own bread; therefore by paying work done by wheat was
convenient, as it was a two ways solution. It also was done like that because
there was no much money around even the barbers used to be paid in wheat or
some other produce from the farmers. Of course there was some money to do other
general smaller services or things, but all those services that would take a
long time usually for years were done by these agreement of so much work in
exchange of so much produce.
I know dear readers that what I have said
might seem ridiculous today, but this is how life was in those old days. So, I
wonder how you the younger generation would feel to live in the old days that I
have described above, and be a farmer youth working in the farm from a very
tender age as I did. Here I would like to call on you my readers to compare
what I have said above to today living and let me know if you feel like making
a comment. I just wonder how you would feel to be in a lonely place as I was,
where there was not a single electronic device to play with or just listen to;
I just wonder how you would feel and what you would do.
Some personal writing concerns
At this point of time I have become
concerned that I am not going to be able to write my life story the way that I
would have liked to write it, so let me explain the reasons and the way I feel.
Now, since this hub is supposed to be mainly about my own life story, I would
have liked to go back to talk about myself and my position in my family and
those things that happen when one is born a just a toddler. As you might know
most Italians are religious and most of them are Roman Catholic and so was also
my family including myself, so I was born and baptized in a Roman Catholic Church just like
everybody else in town, and this is how my life stared. I know that this is
only the start of my life that I have told you in this hub and I have a lot
more to say, but unfortunately some of my life stories have been already
published in blogger, therefore I cannot repeat them here because it will be
duplicate content. So I say this to you, if you would like to know what I am
talking about, you may have to read some of my blogs these are the links, http://menfranco.blogspot.com, and, http://manneedsgod.blogspot.com,
Of course in this blogs there are many
posts and pages, but what I am talking about here is the post called, My life
struggles, which could be different from our next hub, my life my straggles.
You know I would like to tell you so many things and I will do that when I work
out what I can publish here as I go on writing. See you soon in, My life my
struggles.
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