Breaking away from my farm life

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This is just a photo of some soldiers in the army, I have been in the army to serve my country as required when I was young.

Breaking away from my farm life

Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, my harsh destiny, so, let us continue from where we left. Click edit above to add content to this empty capsule.

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 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, for a start you are not paid or you are paid so little that you believe that you are not paid at all; and then 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; some of the old people think that after you have been in the army, you have really become a man of the world, because of that extra experience that you learn in the army.

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, when 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 that would have been 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, in the fifties and there about. After all, those old times will not come back anymore, and it would be good to have at least a sort of record written here, in order to remember how those times were.

So in my next article, let me continue to 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; not only because I want to tell you my life story, but also because a sort of record is being written and kept, in these internet articles that could be available to the public for a long time in the future. 

Now let me explain here, my farm life views, is going to be postponed, because there are a few things that I would like to write about and they are happening now, so, I will be writing a few posts about these issues and then we will go back to tell you my life story.

So, see you in our next post, Obama problems-my views.

See you soon.

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My harsh destiny

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In life there might be a thing called destiny, which we might have without knowing it. If there is, then my destiny is a harsh destiny.

My harsh destiny

Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, My farm life experience, so, let us continue.Click edit above to add content to this empty capsule.

As I was saying before, when we are born in a family that event somehow decides also our destiny, because of the way that family lives and have lived perhaps for centuries; but there is more to say about our destiny, because 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 own farm life when I was young, and there 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, from these articles that I am writing. 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 about the people of the town, 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, so, one cannot go back and do it in a different way, therefore, 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 completely.

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, and I have to say that 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, which is the time when a youth would be better off to stay in a society and learn the ways of that society, and at the same time 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 would be living 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.

Anyhow, because of the changes that happen in life, some of us youths that did live this hard life in our family farm, would try to change it, if we could. So, I was one of those youths that did just that. So, I am going to tell you this in my next post, Breaking away from my farm life.

See you soon.

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My harsh destiny

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My farm life experience

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My farm life experience
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In the farms and in the fields people are 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.
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My farm life

Dear readers, this article is the continuation of our last post, we have our own destiny, being part of an old man story’, where I was continuing to tell you about my real-life story, so, this article is another chapter of my life story and there will be several more to come later on, as we go on writing them and editing them, therefore, let us continue to tell you about my life story.

 As we all know, our lives sometimes are 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 at the time when those life events happen. What I have just said has made me think something that has taken place since I was young. So, at this very moment, it has come to my mind some wonderful machines that the farmers’ have today, so I would like to paste here a link about the wheat harvester that would have made life a lot easier at harvest time, if they were available when I was young, I know that our small farm could not have one, because it would cost too much but we could have hired one anyhow.

https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=Wheat+Harvesting+Machine&FORM=RESTAB

I hope it works for you to see what I mean. Now we can go back to tell you my life story.

Looking back at my own life at the time when I was young, 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 life value much later in our lives; because what we have been doing during our early lives may well take us to a destiny that we had never thought could happen to us, as we have pointed out in our previous sub-article, perhaps we have our own destiny. Having said that, now let us talk about our lives 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 articles of, an old man life story.

So, dear readers, as I have said this hub 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, or a very young man. I have to say, that from my own point of view, there are reasons to believe that once you have read my farm life story that I am writing here, you are going to agree with me that the way of life that I had, including some of those other youths, who had to live like me during those old 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 small family farms.

But at the time when this happened it did not seem that bad to us while we were there, because we were so young when we started to work in the farms, so, we didn’t know and everybody else 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, since nobody knew in those times anything else, except that they had to follow the previous generations. So let us talk about this unfair situation that we were in at the farms in those old times.

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Farm life unfair situation

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The farm life unfair situation

Now, this situation that I am talking about here was most unfair to us youths, because it affected only us in the farms, but not all the 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 of southern Italy that surround it).

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 then that it was going to be a disadvantaged position for us in the future, and we did not know what else to do either, 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 enough 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, if they had a large enough farm to run.

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 then 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. This way of living that I am talking about here would be better understood, if you read this other article that we have written in Hub Pages, Farming today compared to the old way, in this hub we are describing how farming is changed and other ways of life as well.

Anyhow let us go back to my main story, 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 and a few other things, or a very small pay, 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 had served the same community of farming well for centuries, and those people did not feel disadvantaged and were not disadvantaged at all then, just because in those times, people used to accept life the way it was, as long as they had enough food on their table every day and perhaps a few other things, they were happy. 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. But this is not all, because there are a lot more that can be said, about the way we became and the ways that we were treated from the rest of the town community. At this point of time I want to make this observation, which is that we seem to be born with a sort of destiny, because we are born in certain families, we follow the same path of our family, so let us talk about my own destiny, in our next post, my harsh destiny.

See you soon.

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My farm life experience 

IS TO BE CONTINUED;

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http://ifyoubelieveingod.blogspot.com/ 

http://rentalsbrisbane.net

http://manneedsgod.co.uk

http://frankmenchise.com

http://diybrickwork.com 

We have our own destiny

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-Our destiny can be anything, sometimes we may be able to write our own destiny, but it is not easy.

Perhaps we have our own destiny

Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, my life missed opportunities; where we were about to tell you about our destiny, so, let us continue. Today I have to say that I feel that there might be something we call our 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 believe about what I have just said, but somehow, I believe that there is a sort of destiny for every one of us, but at the same time, I hope that our destiny 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, I believe that 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. Anyhow, those things that happen in our lives might happen for a reason, so they affect our life one way or another. Therefore, I believe that there is a sort of destiny because of what has happened to me, and perhaps it still continues to happen even today.

Anyhow, dear readers as I have already said, 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 it was my destiny. 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 about them anyhow, because they seem to me that they are normal things and not important at all.
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 real 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 writing 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 story writings will find them more interesting, because life was so different in the old days, because we used to live in a different way altogether, you see, I have started to live my life long before the great changes of nowadays, so, this difference is what might make this life story interesting to read.
And 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, 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, which I will write about 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 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 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 article is becoming too long, because today people seem very busy and don’t like very long stories, so I better stop writing this article now. But, an old man life story, IS TO BE CONTINUED: With another hub called, my farm life experience. See you next time, as we have more things to tell you then.

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We have our own destiny

IS TO BE CONTINUED;

Next time with, my farm life experience

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http://ifyoubelieveingod.blogspot.com/ 

http://rentalsbrisbane.net

http://manneedsgod.co.uk

http://frankmenchise.com

http://diybrickwork.com 

My life missed opportunities

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Everyone of us has his own way of understanding life, so our own life means to us whatever we believe it means to us, sometimes we might think it is great, but at other times we might think that life is not fear to us, but we have to carry on the best way we can anyhow. 

 My life missed opportunities

Dear readers, this is the continuation of my life story, an old man story, so, let us continue. While I am telling my life story and all those life opportunities that I have missed during my life, which sometimes make me a bit sad. At the same time, I would like to continue to tell you my life story, 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 from the very beginning of my life, where I am going to tell you who I am, where have I been where I am now and how I got here, and here and now while I am writing my own life story in hub pages and blogger. I am writing this story hoping that one day my family and friends might read my story and understand a bit more about me, I know that this might be just a wishful thinking, because families and friends usually don’t read their family stories, as they believe that they know everything about you already.

So as I have said, I have decided to tell you my own life story, because of something that has happened to me recently during my life; you see this something has pushed me to start writing many things including my own life story, so this is also the reason why I am writing now. You see, now that I am in my early sixties, and therefore I am in the later part of my life span. I have to say that although I am an old man, and therefore, experienced with life and with what life can throw at us 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 in blogger and also go public in Hub Pages.

I have to say here also, that to be able to write in Hub Pages and have my own article in a public place to be read from anybody, it makes me feel proud of myself, since in my younger part of my life I have never believed that I would be able to do that, even if I am doing it only in a small way; this makes me feel that I have fought back that feeling of being inadequate and now I feel more confident about myself, just because I am writing my story in blogger and Hub Pages, but let us go back to my life story.

Anyhow, I have also to say that I have felt so many other times that feeling of being inadequate during my life, which I believe that 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 at that time, which otherwise I would have been able to achieve if I had the chance; so, these are my laments in this life story and these laments I am telling you here-under, even though sometimes I wish that I had happier things to tell you.
For these lost chances I can’t blame anybody, and I can’t even blame my mother for putting me in such disadvantaged position, when I was very young, 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 high 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 more social environment, 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 well with the rest of the community.
Therefore, if I had acquired those social skills when I was young, I would have been accepted better socially, and I would have felt happier with myself, instead of feeling sometimes left out from the mainstream, and feeling concerned and isolated.
You see; if I would have had a chance to learn more at high school, then I would have learned more at the time 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 wisely, and those social skills which I never had the chance to learn then, because if I had, I could have achieved better things and 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 about these social aspect.

This is one of those things that has made me feel sometimes inadequate, and it has followed me most of my life. You see, those social skills that I have been talking about must be learned when one is young, while frequenting high school and mixing with society around yourself, so that these social skills would become part of oneself and therefore one can use them to their own advantage all their lifelong. For me it was not like that at all and most of those skills that we require in life I had to learn bit by bit the hard way, the best way I could later in life.

Anyhow, about this issue of feeling inadequate is going to be written in one of our articles called, Hello my world, where I am going to sound like a rebel and break out of this life drawback in a drastic way, where I will try to change my own way of thinking; but now let us continue to follow our own ways, and our own destiny the way that we have always done.

We will write about our own destiny, in our next post, see you soon.

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My life missed opportunities 

IS TO BE CONTINUED;

Next time with, about our own destiny

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Some personal and religious links: 

http://menfranco-re.blogspot.com/

http://ifyoubelieveingod.blogspot.com/ 

http://rentalsbrisbane.net

http://manneedsgod.co.uk

http://frankmenchise.com

http://diybrickwork.com 

This is an old man story

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In the past life was a lot harder than today, it was very different, there were a lot of things that had to be done by hand, as you can see this is an old man harvesting wheat the old way, it would take many hours of work to produce food those days
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This is an old man story

Dear readers, this post is part of an old man life story and the continuation of our previous hub, My life my struggles, (the link, you want to check it out).

Unfortunately, here I am going to lament again about the life that I had to live when I was young, because it was not that good, but, one should keep in mind that life is what it is and most times we cannot change it at all, even if we try hard to change it. So, we should accept life the way it is and try to do the best with what we have, by using what one has learned from life itself, that is the only positive thing that we could do, we need to think positive all the time, and then nobody could take away that positive feeling from us, if we live that way and think positive life becomes a lot easier, so your life experience will always count for something positive, provided you can use whatever has been positive in your life.

Now, let me explain about this old man story, perhaps I should have called this article my life story plus, including my life missed opportunities and my destiny, plus other things that usually happen during our lives. Anyhow, you are all invited to read my article because this is my life story and nobody else and I invite anyone to read it, it does not matter for what reason you read it, perhaps you would read it to compare my life story to your own life story, or just for curiosity sake, because you would like to know how some other people have lived their own lives.

Here again dear readers I have to say that, we all try to live our lives the best way we can, and we all wonder at those things that have happened to us during our lives, some of which might be good and some not that good; but once we have lived those life happenings, they all seems to us as if they were a dream, they are like a sort of dream and distant memories that will come back to our minds when we try to remember them, sometimes we wonder at the amount of events that we have been through during our lives, and it seems almost unreal that we have gone through all those things, but nevertheless it has been our life that we have lived and our life is a story that could be told if we want to tell it, so, we would like to tell you our life story, perhaps just to compare our life story with other life stories, we would also like to tell our story hoping that there is somebody willing to read our life story, perhaps to compare it with his/her own life story, because our own lives could have been similar or very different from their story, but it is still is a story that could be told, because, as you know everybody of us has a story that could be told and so have I.

So, I have written my own life story that I would like to tell you here; now, I don’t remember exactly how or when this idea of writing my own life story has started in my mind, perhaps I have written part of it down somewhere else for personal reasons, but I don’t remember now exactly why I wrote that article the first time.

But anyhow, the reason why I started to write it does not matter much now, because as you know there are many people these days that write their own life story; so, I would like also to tell you my own life story for many other reasons, and also to prove to myself that everyone of us as a story to tell, whether my story might or might not be as great as somebody else story it does not matter much, because here we are not competing who is telling the best story, we are only trying to tell our own life story, but every story has its own merits and could become interesting in different ways; sometimes a story could be interesting just because it is unique in its own ways; I am saying this because I believe that I have had a rather hard life when I was young, and it was unique in its own ways, and therefore when I am writing my life story, I might be going to lament about this hard life that I have lived, but that was the way that I have lived my life, and that is the way that I am going to tell it.

Because I am telling you about this hard life that I have lived, I feel a bit worried, because I guess that not many people enjoy reading or listening to somebody else story, when all they do in their story is to lament their bad luck, these sort of stories are not much fun to read or listen to. But anyhow this is my real life story, and this is the reason why I have called this article an old man story, because old men usually would be lamenting about things one way or another, so let us see what this old man (that is me) is going to tell about his life story, his observation and his missed life opportunities, while he is telling us his own life story and lamenting, but at the same time trying not to lament much for fear of being boring to the readers, as my life as not had anything exiting that would attract the attention of the readers, it was a very simple life and no unforeseen happy events happened; I have just said this because today while I am editing this article, in the news there are these refugees that are running away from their native land in search of a better and safer way of life in another country; one day these refugees could really have a story to tell; but that would be their story, so let me go back to my own life story.

Anyhow, even though I am writing my life story now, I believe that I have still a lot to learn how to write my own biography, but I am going to try writing it anyhow, while I am trying to learn a bit more from the Internet every day; Autobiography - How to Write Your Autobiography, but let us continue and tell you, my life missed opportunity.

I believe that this post is becoming too long for the average readers of today, because they don’t have time to read long articles. So, I am going to tell you about my life missed opportunity, in our next post. See you soon.

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Menfranco general blog, 

This is an old man life story 

IS TO BE CONTINUED;

Next time with, my life missed opportunities

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Some personal and religious links: 

http://menfranco-re.blogspot.com/

http://ifyoubelieveingod.blogspot.com/ 

http://rentalsbrisbane.net

http://manneedsgod.co.uk

http://frankmenchise.com

http://diybrickwork.com 

This religious mistaken views

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Welcome to our blog, menfranco general blog
and this post, let us talk about this religious mistaken views
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Let us talk about this religious mistaken views
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We could say that life is a struggle, so, many times we feel that we are struggling during our life. Some people think that life is not meant to be easy, other people believe that we are born to suffer, because of our struggles. Anyhow we believe that we should try to live our life the best way we can.
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Some mistaken views

Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post called, wisdom and knowledge, where we were saying that it is very unlikely that we are born to suffer, and those religious people that have formed that view have made a mistake, so, let us talk about this religious mistaken view. Since we believe that it has come from religious beliefs, the belief that we are born to suffer. Here we need to state our own religious beliefs, which are as follow; we believe that we don’t see the need for the flesh to suffer, for the soul to become holy in the eyes of God. Therefore, we believe that religious people have made a mistake, when they say that we are born to suffer. We cannot believe that we are born to suffer, and therefore, their beliefs about suffering are wrong, and we are going to back it up with the following explanation.

They are wrong, because if you are a believer and you believe in God; how could you ever think that we are born to suffer? How could you ever think that? Just think about it! How could God Our Heavenly Father, who is the perfect Father in every way do that to us. For what reason, should God make us just to make us suffer?

No! The whole thought of suffering here is absurd, because any good father loves his own children, and therefore he wishes that his own children live a good and happy life. Therefore, God who is the best father of us all must have made us to be free, so that we could choose our own way of living, and if during our lives there happens to be painful times, we have to rectify it ourselves in our own way, even if this will make us struggle to overcome the suffering part.
Therefore we are sure that we are not born to suffer, but perhaps we are born free to do whatever comes our way and sometime we have to struggle to find our own way out of the problems that we are facing at that particular time.

Now I would like to tell you, that I understand that life is not easy except for a few people that are born lucky. Therefore, for those people who think that life is easy, I am sure that they are in the minority; and ether they are the very lucky few, which everything has been done for them, or they are fools and they cannot see what life is all about.
Indeed, it is a well-known and acknowledged fact of life, that there are several kinds of struggles within our present life; you see, even now while I am writing this article I am struggling to write it the best way I can. We can also add here this as a matter of fact some great man have acknowledged of the existence of these struggles, and of the existence of an inner struggle which we feel within ourselves most times.

Now, some of these men have even expressed their views in public, in a direct way or an indirect way. In my life time for instance, ‘The Right Honourable Australian Prime Minister, Malcolm Fraser,’ when the public was complaining that life was a struggle for them under his government policies; He used to say to them and I quote; ‘Life is not meant to be easy’.
Therefore, I feel so sure to admit that there are struggles in our lives, even if we don’t want them to be there, and I can assure you that even when we are not struggling, life is not meant to be easy for us, because, we will always be struggling as something somehow will bother us, one way or another.
Therefore, my own life being just like anybody else, or perhaps worse off in some respect, I would like to tell you to the extent of some very personal details, so that I will be able to show you and prove my point that in order to survive I had to struggle.
So, it seems to me that from here onward I am going to tell you ‘The struggles of my life.’ Or perhaps should I say the story of my life; since this is the only issue that I am sure to know better than anybody else, and also that there are some personal reasons to tell you the story of my life.

Why tell the story

I would like to tell you the story of my life, just the way that I have lived it; with so many good chances that were partly wasted, owing to the fact that I was badly prepared when I was young, for that reason I wasn’t able to understand fully that they were good chances, and that, I could have done something about them. So, here I would like to comment about the anguish that those wasted chances brought with them, at the time when they happened and later on during my life. So, when I think about the past with all its suffering that I have been through, I believe that I could have lived a better life, if I had been better prepared for it when I was young. And this is the most important aspect that I want to demonstrate here, and if you think that I am lamenting about my own life you are right. Anyhow one of the reasons for telling you my life story, it is that you could compare this life story to your own life story, or to the story of somebody else and hope it would help, because you will know then that you are not alone struggling, since most times we are all struggling during our lives.

Let me add here also other reasons that have made me write this post about my life struggles, even though here I am trying to tell you the story and the struggles of my life, I would like to see some benefit flow to my readers, perhaps in the sense of looking at life in a more acceptable way when things go wrong and they have to struggle; then they may remember my life story and say to themselves, life is hard for me these days; but I am not alone, because lots of other people have struggled during their lives, and they are even struggling these days. Look at this life story that I have just read, which was talking about somebody else life struggles. You see, once you know that you are not the only one struggling in life, and you think about it, everything could look somehow better for you.

I believe that I might have said enough in this post about, my life my struggles. So, I would like to conclude by saying that I am going to write more in my next post called, my life story and laments, or perhaps, an old man story, or This is my life story plus, or something like that depending on what hub pages will accept for a title. See you later in our next article.

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Menfranco general blog, 

My life my struggles 

IS TO BE CONTINUED;

Next time with, this is my life story

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Some personal and religious links: 

http://menfranco-re.blogspot.com/

http://ifyoubelieveingod.blogspot.com/ 

http://rentalsbrisbane.net

http://manneedsgod.co.uk

http://frankmenchise.com

http://diybrickwork.com