Lucky being born in the right place and time

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It’s an amazing world and so far I have had an amazing life, that’s has been because of my luck.

Yes I am lucky to have had this chance of life, mind you once or twice I have messed up, but all in all I have had fate on my side. I was also lucky to be born in a country that had laws to protect me and to parents that kept me safe.

Being born in a wealthy nation had its benefits to my life, plus free education and national health. The security had been there at every step of the way in my early life and youth. I was not born to rich parents and never inherited any thing other than my parents common sense and natural artistic talents.

There have been many artists in my blood line (but I am not going to boast) both my mother and father could draw and paint. My mother was a seamstress and a dress designer but of course never gained fame or riches from her talent. My father dabbled like myself later in life and took up art, something he had no time whilst earning shillings to feed his family.

I was lucky not to be heavily indoctrinated though I was at school with the little baby Jesus and later the full Church of English thing. But that was not an important thing in my young life and I have never been christened or baptized.  But I have been circumcised and can still remember two men in robes and beards and the occasion though I was a baby. For many years that worried me, as none of my friend’s or peers had been inflicted so, later to find out later in life my mother was Jewish, but that’s another story.

When I was young my parents found it hard to make ends meet, my mothers shop had be bombed and my father came back traumatized by the second world war. But we lived in a council house on the outskirts of London and both my parents worked hard to improve life for me and my elder brother. My mother had contacts in the rag trade in London and worked from home sewing dresses or shirts etc.

When I was about six she took me to London where I was introduced for the first time to a Jewish society. My mother spoke Yiddish and I never really thought about her being Jewish till as I stated earlier later in my life.

When I flew the nest I eventually joined the British Army and once again that was a very lucky move, because later in life I received a pension that allowed me to retire early and to live very reasonably (like a king), here in the Philippines. Also I travel extensively see places people and culture and learned to be self sufficient with confidence to achieve my aims and goals.

Yes I was lucky not to be born elsewhere or at a different time and when I look around me I realize that I am very lucky as I could have been born in poverty in the third world or like some of my ancestors in another time.

Lucky to be born at the time of fantastic invention and technology, so that I could write and gain an audience, from all walks of life and places around the globe, or talk to anyone anywhere in the world.  I feel that I was born at the right time place and moment to the right parents. It’s great to be alive in a world that suites your needs, however it’s flawed and I can not put it right but I can do my little piece. By writing about those problems and helping my fellow man that has not been as lucky as me.