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and this post, Farm life can be very hard
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Farm life can be very hard
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Farm life can be very hard
Dear readers, this
post is the continuation of our last post, my farm life views. Where we were saying
that farm life is a very hard life, but most people don’t appreciate the hard
work that the farmers do, this attitude sometimes may even hurt the farmers,
but they keep farming anyhow.
As we were saying
above, 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
have lots of machines that helps them farming, they are also a lot closer to
the other communities than they used to be, because they can travel easily from
their farms to town, they have their mobiles and other electronic devices, that
could help 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 happen we have to try to overcome those difficulties the
best way we can.
Having this view in
mind, and having lived a rather hard life myself, today I look at the world and
wonder when I see these young people struggling, while they are really living
in the middle of plenty, but then, I realize that they do not see it that way,
so, 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 then,
I wonder what is wrong with the youths today, why they do not see all the good
things around them, and 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, like 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, we had 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 us most
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 that 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 here.
But I believe that there
is also another side of this life 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 attitude of those elders
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, and also when you read my next few
hubs, where I will continue to 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 hubs 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, 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 hubs: 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 hubs 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
leave 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 do any work, but in those times, that was the way that most people
accepted as being normal. I know that for me it was unfortunate, 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 now is better, 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 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, who is supposed to work, and 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 must go out to bring in straw and hay
to feed those animals, even when it is very cold, and then you should 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 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, so, there is no point in telling them. I believe also
that perhaps I have said enough to give you an idea of what life was like in
the farms of those days.
So, now let me tell
you more 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 should 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 with the hub pages’ computer.
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 hub called, Hello my world.
Anyhow, I believe
that this post has become too long. 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.
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Menfranco general blog
Farm life can be very hard
IS TO BE CONTINUED
Next time with, my farm life chapter
Menfranco general blog
Farm life can be very hard
IS TO BE CONTINUED
Next time with, my farm life chapter
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