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Monday, November 26, 2012

Unfair life situation

Dear readers, this post is a continuation of my first farm life experience, I believe that once you have read my writings, you will understand and agree that it was an unfair life situation, because the way of life that I and the other youths, who happened to live like me in the farms during those times was unfair, it was a way of life that to most of us today 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. But at the time when this happened it didn’t seem that bad to us, because we were so young when we started to work in the farms, 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 in a disadvantaged situation and even our parents did not see how bad the situation could become to some of us later on, because they could not see how fast life was chancing, and anyhow even if they guessed that things were changing they didn’t know what else to do.

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The unfair situation

Now, this situation that I am talking about was most unfair to us because it affected only us in the farms, but not all the young citizens of this somewhat rich rural town, (Here rich rural town means only Genzano by comparison to other towns which surround it) because they would be living a better life in town. So as it happened then, we a portion of the young citizen of Genzano 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 what else to do, and there was nothing that could be done either. The few exceptions who were not put at a 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.

But for the rest of us young men who were working in small farms like myself, and which 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 fare and honest 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, but this training to us became a great disadvantage, because of the changes that followed.

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 had served the same community so well for centuries, and they were not disadvantaged at all then. But nowadays because of the enormous change of the modern era, which has brought with it also changes in the value of work that any worker does, and for this reason we became greatly disadvantaged.

And as I have already mentioned above, I reckon and feel that it was really an unfair life situation to my personal self, and this I will continue to describe to you at length and in depth as I keep writing on, since the point that I want to make 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. In fact life for me 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 isolation I even lacked in local general knowledge, and also in communication skills including all those nice things that a person does and says, in order to make that same person attractive to the rest of the community. So, 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. 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.

Now at the time when all this was happening, to the young people which used to live in this town’s farms, it all seemed normal to them, because even their forbears they all had lived this same way for centuries before us.

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, 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, I ended up in an unfair life situation.

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Genzano it story

Unfair life situation

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Thursday, November 8, 2012

Was this my life destiny

Was this my life destiny?

Dear readers, in my last post I was talking about our destiny, so I wonder if we really have our own destiny, because I believe that we might have a sort of destiny, so let me tell you about my life or my destiny, I have written a few other things, but now let me go back to tell my story wondering about my own destiny, and why I had to live a hard life.

Therefore now I am going back to 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, so to speak.

So, let me tell you about my life.

My dear readers 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. You see, I am not copying it from anywhere or from anybody, because it is just my life story, and if it happens to be similar to another one of my life story, or to somebody else life story; does it 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 it just the way it is, so there is no ways that similarities can be completely avoided. So, let me start telling you, my farm life experience as I lived it.

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MY FARM LIFE EXPERIENCE, 1

I would have liked to go straight to the point, and tell you all about my own personal life experience in the farm, which is the most important experience during my young life, and which I ought to tell you; since it is my first experience in the real world, and therefore the most important one, since it has affected me for the rest of my life adversely, because I was placed in a disadvantaged position. At the same time I cannot help to wonder how today people would like to find themselves in such a disadvantaged position as I was. So, I ask myself would they have enough positive thinking to overcome the hard life that is thrown at them, or would they just protest as it is usually done these days; I wonder what they would do. I know that life means to us whatever we want life to mean to us. I believe that we need to be positive during our life that is what we have to do. My own life is a very good example, as you can see, just because I have been positive during my life, today in my old age I am even able to write hubs in Hub pages in a language that is not my mother tongue, I hope you see what I mean?

Now that I have explained the position that I am in today, which is a sharp contrast to the ways I have been living when I was young, I believe that I have to describe to you first of all what the farms were like in those days, and 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.

Life can be very hard sometime

Today I always wonder when I see young people struggling, while they are really living in the middle of plenty, but I suppose they do not see it that way, so they want you to believe that they are living a hard life. Therefore then, 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.

Having said that now let me tell you why life was harder when I was young, especially for those youths that like myself ended in a disadvantaged position when we were very young: not only we were in a disadvantaged position and working just to earn a living, but we were not appreciated from the rest of the community, only because we were not as good as the rest of the community in our communication skills, owing to the fact that we were living an isolated life in the farm, where communication skills are not taught and we didn’t 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 know.

The reason that I have told you 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, and I hope that there is no misunderstanding that this was a hard and boring life, because I want to point out that my life experience in the farm has a very clear meaning to anybody that happens to read my life story.

But there is 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; I will let you my dear readers decide for yourself, when you read my next few hubs, where I will continue to talk about my farm life experience.

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Genzano it story

Was this my life destiny?

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Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Perhaps we have our own destiny

Looking at my life that I have already lived, I may have to say 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, which is going to be influenced by some life events that are behind your control. I don’t know really what to think about this, but somehow I believe there is a sort of destiny and perhaps we have our own destiny.

Anyhow, dear readers as I have already said in the previous posts, 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 that I have lived; but it was not to be that way, perhaps it was my destiny. So, dear readers if you happen to read most of my life story, you may very well ask. Why is it that I am telling you only sad stories? Is it possible that in my whole life, I had so many sad happenings and not many 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.
So, I would like to talk now first of all, about those happenings that have affected my life in such a way that one could say that they have made me struggle during my life, as I have already said in my last post, My life story plus which you can read below this post.
Okay 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 written poorly, as my English writing skills are not the best at the present time, because English is not my mother tongue. But I believe that in several years when time passes, then whoever would be reading my writings will find them more interesting, because life was so different in the old days that I lived, as I have started to live my life long before the great changes of nowadays.
And if what I am writing 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 when I write, 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 because at that time I was not learned enough, I felt that I was not able to cope with it properly, and because I wasn’t able to cope with that matter in my case became also very painful, because of what I wanted to reach and do but I wasn’t able to, here I am talking about a matter that was and indeed is a very delicate matter of personal nature.
I would have liked to tell you about my helpless and desperate feelings, but I don’t know how just for now, so, 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 skills.

So, now although I am getting old, I am going to try very hard if I can improve myself, so that, my improvements may still help me in my later years to reach where I have failed now.
Therefore by writing my own life story, I will also help myself to improve my English 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 skillful phrases is just like when one writes them down.
So please, allow me to write a few things that I have gone through during my own life, even if they might be boring so to speak, because, I would like to write them down; so that I could show you how hard life can sometimes be to any of us, but as you know this story applies particularly to me and I would like to tell you, because during my life so many things have changed since I was a child. Of course things will still keep changing nowadays and in the future, and very likely even faster than before, but now because we know of the coming 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.

Anyhow I believe that I have said enough in this post, but I am going to come back to tell you more about my life story, in my next post.

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Genzano it story

Perhaps we have our own destiny

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Sunday, September 30, 2012

My life story plus

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Welcome to my post, My life story plus; Or should I say my life story and laments.

Hello my readers!

We all live our lives the best way we can, and we all wonder at the things that happen to us during our lives, but once we have lived those life happenings they seems only a dream, they are like some sort of distant memories so to speak, but nevertheless it is your life and my life that we are talking about here and your life is a story that can be told, if there is anybody willing to listen to your story, because as you know everybody of us has a story to tell, at least we can talk about our own life story.

So this is my life story, I don’t remember exactly how it all started this idea of writing my own life story, perhaps I have written it down somewhere else before but I don’t remember now. As you know there are many people these days that write their own life story; so, I would like to tell you my own life story for many reasons, and also to prove to myself that everyone of us as a story to tell, whether my story might not be as great as somebody else story it does not matter, I am saying this because I have had a rather hard life and therefore I am going to lament about my life. So I guess that not many people enjoy reading or listening to sad story, but anyhow this is one of the reasons why I have called this post: My life story and laments.

I would like to tell my life story also because; it makes me remember all the memories and experiences that have shaped my life, so let me tell you my own special life story, where I am going to tell you who I am, where have I been where I am now and how I got here, where I am now writing my own life story. I am writing this hoping that one day my family and friends might read my story and understand a bit more about me.

So as I have said, I have decided to tell you my own life story, because now that I am in my early sixties, and therefore I am in the later part of my life span, so I really should know everything about life and nothing should have surprised me, but life has surprised me. Therefore I have to say again that although I am an old man now and therefore experienced with life and what life can throw at you and sometimes it can be rather bad; one of my latest experience has made me feel so inadequate and frustrated lately, for not being able to reach out and make happen, what I wanted so desperately to happen. And this is one of the reasons, or perhaps the most important reason, why I have started to write my own life story here and also go public and post it in blogger. Anyhow, I have also to say that I have felt so many other times before that feeling of being inadequate during my life, which I believe it has been all because; I was put in a disadvantaged position when I was young, and for that reason I was not able to better myself to a satisfactory standard, which otherwise I would have been able to achieve if I had the chance, so, these are my laments in this life story and laments.
For these lost chances I can’t blame anybody, and I can’t even blame my mother for putting me in such disadvantaged position, because she was forced from disastrous and tragic events beyond her control. So I have come to the conclusion that I can only blame Fate, because it struck a terrible blow to our family when I was very young.
Therefore, if in my younger years I had been in a position to go to school at least for a few more years, or perhaps as long as my capacity to learn was used to the maximum; Then I could have learned whatever they teach at school, and at the same time as I would have been in a social environment, and so, I would have been able to improve my social and communication skills while I were at school, those skills which are so important to communicate with the rest of the community nowadays.
Therefore, if I had acquired those social skills, I would have been accepted socially easily, and I would have felt happier with myself, instead of feeling sometimes left out from the main stream, concerned and isolated.
You see; if I would have had a chance to learn more at school, then I would have learned more when I was young, and from that extra education I could have been more successful later on in my life, because I could have used my acquired knowledge, and those social skills which I never had the chance to learn then. And therefore, I could have ripped more and better rewards from within this society that we are living in today, which seems to me that it is more and more demanding in these social aspect. You see, those social skills that I have been talking about must be learned when one is young, so that they may and will become part of one self and therefore you can use them to your advantage during our lives, to learn those skills later on in life is still helpful, but not as helpful as when one is young. I hope you see what I mean. But perhaps we have our own destiny?

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Genzano it story

My life story plus

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Next time with more of my life story

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