Kito's story.

[Kitosdad]

I've often wondered how different my life would have been had I been born to wealthy parents, but suffice to say that I wasn't, so I'll begin my story having attained the age of sixteen years.

The earlier years, the years that should have been my formative years, were anything but. I was "better than average" in most things, but never quite good enough to achieve my goals, no matter how hard I strived.

The lack of money was the overall root-cause of my not being able to progress in most things, and I resigned myself to just getting on with my life and making the best of a bad break.
I'd longed to go to university and to become a successful "anything", but even this was denied me because of the lack of family funds.

Drifting from job to job certainly accelerated my growth and increased my experience in the ways of the world, and I was just about to come to grips with some definite thoughts on my future when I was politely asked by Her Majesty to report for duty in the Armed Forces.

This was an absolute obligation to every able-bodied male upon reaching the age of eighteen.
The RAF Regiment welcomed me with open arms. They just loved knocking rebels like me into shape.
It was here that I finally found some real friends, and we shared a common hatred of all things with stripes. Sharing the hardships and comradeship really appealed to my sense of humour and adventure.

It was here that I really learned the art of in-fighting. Not the noble pugilistic art of boxing, but the skill of punching hard and fast, and at the right place to make it effective.
This was the place were the fastest and most telling blows ensured that you were still standing when the dust cleared.
This was where you learned to stand back-to-back with your mate, not side-by-side, whenever trouble threatened, which it often did on our weekend sojourns into the German night-life areas, which were a magnet to all young men whatever their nationality. Happy days!

After three years of this joyful existence I was released into the realms of the general public once more, and reality gave me a big wake-up call.
The need to find a job was paramount in my mind.My lack of funds meant I had to act fast, and once again I found myself drifting from one menial, well-paying job, to another.
My experience was increasing all of the time and I found myself becoming adept in all of the most "sought-after" trades. I was able to produce acceptable work in all of the trades. Plastering, electrical, plumbing, building, you name it, I could do it, and do it well!.
Surprisingly I also found I was capable of falling deeply in love, and so I became a husband, and shortly after, a father to a beautiful baby girl.

This new responsibility meant that I had to find a more secure and permanent form of employment.
At long-last Dame Fortune stepped-in and I managed to land a job with the local gas company who were commissioning a brand-new distillate reforming plant.
This was the latest gas-reforming technology, and I was in on the ground-floor.
Over the next two years I worked my way up from working inside the operating plant, to being put in charge of the control-room. My natural curiousity was once again coming to the fore, and it was my deep interest in my job that found me, without any formal educational qualifications apart from a few "A" levels, being offered the position of Plant Engineer.Obviously, I grabbed the post with both hands.
My wife was overjoyed, as was I. At long last, a secure job and fantastic income.

Our lives moved on apace around that time, not to mention that we also had an addition to our little family, a son.

(More to follow, maybe tomorrow.)

Kitos.
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[Kiprida]

Dear Kitos,

I've read your story with a great pleasure. And I'm glad to know that now you have secure job and fantastic income after all difficulties. Now you can provide excellent education for your kids!!!

Regards,

~Phoebe
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[Kitosdad]

Dear Phoebe, I fear that you have the wrong end of the stick.
All of this took place many years ago, as you will find out tomorrow, when I hope to continue the story.
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[Kiprida]

Oh, you made me sad :(
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[Kitosdad]

You have no need to be sad.

One has to be prepared to face the responsibility of their mistakes.

I do, and have done so.

Some regrets, but that's life!

Kitos.
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[Icykhool]

I always like your stories and postings. If you approve the idea, I will write what I feel about your story or some analysis in short para. It will help me to improve my analytical writing and off course your comments and suggestion will be a great guide line for me.
Thanks
Keep posting: D

[Gray]

Kito's story --

I am sure, words must have followed you this time.

:)
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First lesson - English, not english. I, not i. ~A student of English

[Kitosdad]

Good evening Gray my friend. Yes, great chunks of me in there .

When I think about it now, it's not that my memory fails.
There's just no need for a graphic telling of all the details.
Let's just say life taught me something, that brought me from my shell,
It gave to me that first sweet taste of the heaven here in this hell.
Many wondrous things have happened, on my journey through this life,
And in ways that I could never understand.
I was much too young to recognise them,
And now to old to give a damn.

Kitos.
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[Kitosdad]

Icykhool, fire away. All comments are welcome.
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[Gray]

[Kitosdad]

Words are a wonderful medium in which to lose yourself. Far more real than dreams.

The problem being that words can come back and bite you in the ass! :) :)
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[MariaEbb]

Sometimes I am very happy that I don't have any brothers and sisters and sometimes not. My granny had a brother so she was not allowed to get a good education. Her parents couldn't afford it. Her brother was a doctor and my granny got married and became a
joint owner to my grand-dads shop.
/Maria

[Gray]

[Gray]

[MariaEbb]

No I don't want to be a doctor but my granny wanted it.
I just wrote about my granny as Kitos wrote about things that had happened to him a long time ago.
/Maria