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Thursday, April 20, 2017

My farm life views

WE ARE CANGING THIS BLOG NAME, WE ARE GOING TO CALL IT, BABY RAFAEL STORY. While we are posting Baby Rafael story, we will also post some grandpa life story, because even an old-man life story could be compared to todays' way of life.
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Welcome to our blog, Baby Rafael story plus
and this post, my farm life views
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The first real job that I did in the farm was to look after a small flock of sheep and a couple of goats. we had to take to flock of sheep in the fields, so that they would eat whatever there was left in the field.















My farm life views
Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our previous post ‘breaking away from my farm life’ which are all part of ‘An old man life story, so, let me continue. Now, even though we have been talking about breaking away from my farm life, and my farm life experience in our previous posts. Now, I would have liked to go straight to the point again, telling you all about my own personal life experience in the farm when I was very young, which is the most important experience during my whole young life, and which I ought to tell you as it was, because of the ways that it has affected me, if I want to make my point about my young life experience in the farm; since it is my first life experience in the real world, and therefore the most important one.
So, just to make my point here, I have to tell you that my first real job in the farm was, which was that I had to look after a small flock of sheep, I was about 11 years old at that time, so to be in charge of those animals was a big ask for a small boy even then, and when we look at the standard of life that we have today, it looks even worse, but somehow I did my job anyhow, after that job I had to do many other things. All these things put together, I should tell you right away that it has affected me for the rest of my life in a negative way, because I was placed in a disadvantaged position right from the start of my young life, as I have already mentioned before many times.
Now, while I am writing and thinking about my younger life, at the same time I cannot help to wonder how the young people of today would react if they find themselves in a disadvantaged position as I was then. So, I ask myself again and again would today young People have enough positive thinking to overcome the hard life that would be thrown at them, or would they just keep protesting, and then run away from the problems ahead of them; as the young people usually do these days? But there is also something else, I have noted that today young people like only to get in touch with other people through their mobiles, they don’t like to talk to people face to face, and they avoid all sorts of problems if they can. Therefore, I wonder what they would have done, if they would have ended up in the same position as I was, as there were not many people around to talk to and above all there wasn’t any devise that you could talk to or listen to, like today we can talk on the mobile phones, you see life was very different then.
Anyhow, during our lives I have learned that life means to us whatever we want life to mean to us, and, at different times may have different meanings for every one of us. Today I have concluded that even if we live a hard life, we need to be positive during our life, and that is what we have to do all the time, be positive if we can. We need to do that if we want to overcome our difficulties. My own life is a very commune good example, as you are going to see while you read these articles. You see, just because I have been positive during my whole life, even when things went the wrong way many times, but I just kept going on the best way I could, because that was the only thing that I could do at that time. The reality of life is that we are forced to do whatever life throws at us, so, we better do it willingly, without upsetting ourselves too much.
We should believe that from our drawbacks we can always learn something positive, and if these positive thoughts are added up, one can find a way to use them. You see today in my old age I am even able to write these posts here and hubs in Hub pages, in a language that is not my mother tongue, this might not be a great deal to some people, but it helps me to think that I am not that hopeless fellow that I was when I was young, because I have kept positive and tried to learn whenever I had the chance, I hope that you see what I mean?
Now that I have explained the position that I am in today, which one could say that it is a sharp contrast to the ways I have been living when I was very young. Anyhow, today to continue to tell you my farm life story, I believe that I have to describe to you first of all what the farms were like in those days, and also 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, you see, the rural communities wherever you go in the world, they are still those people that grow food for the rest of the other communities, therefore growing any sort of food will always be necessary, for these reasons the people that grow food are very important contributors to the rest of the town community; this would also apply to our rural town of, Genzano di Lucania. But there seems to be a problem between the farmers and the town people, because the rest of the town communities, they don’t seem to recognize enough the farmer contributions, this attitude gives rise to some malcontent and make life harder for the farming people. We all should know that farmers are hardworking simple people that have no much time to think about frivolous things, just for the sake of showing off to other people their knowledge, like most people of the rest of the community practice everywhere, and this is one of the problems between these communities, but the farmers knowing that they know only how to farm they keep on farming, even when they know that they are not being appreciated. They are down to earth people.
Anyhow I believe that this post is becoming too long, so, see you soon in our next post, Farm life can be very hard. 
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Baby Rafael story plus 
My farm life views
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Sunday, April 9, 2017

Breaking away from my farm life

WE ARE CANGING THIS BLOG NAME, WE ARE GOING TO CALL IT, BABY RAFAEL STORY. While we are posting Baby Rafael story, we will also post some grandpa life story, because even an old-man life story could be compared to todays' way of life.
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Welcome to our blog, Baby Rafael story plus
and this post, breaking away from my farm life
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Breaking away from my farm life
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In Italy all fit young man in their twenties are required to serve in the army for about a year, and so was I in my early twenties. Most people do not like to serve in the army, because there is no real pay, but it is a different way of life to see.
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Breaking away from my farm life
Dear readers, this post is the continuation of our last post, my harsh destiny, so, let us continue our life story. Click edit above to add content to this empty capsule.

For about twelve years I lived this farm life, as I have explained in our previous posts. Anyhow, the only time that I had a real break from farming was when I was called to serve 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. I would do anything at all in Australia, since I did not have any qualification, and I would work hard if I had to, 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 recruits 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, which 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 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, because, 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.
So, see you next time in my next article, my farm life views. 
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Baby Rafael story plus 
Breaking away from my farm life
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Next time with, my farm life views     
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Sunday, April 2, 2017

My harsh own destiny

WE ARE CANGING THIS BLOG NAME, WE ARE GOING TO CALL IT, BABY RAFAEL STORY. While we are posting Baby Rafael story, we will also post some grandpa life story, because even an old-man life story could be compared to todays' way of life.
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Welcome to our blog, Baby Rafael story plus
and this post, my harsh destiny
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My harsh destiny

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Most of us believe that we have our own destiny, if that is true, then my own destiny has been a harsh one. It has started from when I was a child and all my life, I have always worked hard with no much enjoyment in between. Even today there are so many problems, that I don't even like to tell other people willingly, but sometimes we have to do it, and tell our story the way it is.



My harsh destiny
Dear readers, after complaining about the programs rip off, we are going back to post our usual posts, so, let me continue with my harsh destiny. Click edit above to add content to this empty capsule.

As I was saying in our last post about, farm life unfair situation, we are born in a family that 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 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, it 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, since 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 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.
Something about this is also written in this article, Farming today compared to the old way , Anyhow, I and the other youths that were working in the farms then, we were caught in this disadvantaged position and some of us did something to improve our position, as I am going to tell you in our next post, breaking away from my farm life.
See you soon.
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Baby Rafael story plus 
My harsh own destiny
IS TO BE CONTINUED:
Next time with, breaking away from my farm life     
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Some links from same author