AND AS IF IT WERE ME

By FERDINANDO FREGA

The days pass and you often stop to reflect on the things done, achieved, how many successes, how many failures, and you are led to determine whether the total is positive or negative.
You look in the mirror, maybe a few years older, and think how all this was possible, and that's where you ask yourself: as if it were me!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You still have a great desire to do, because your Style distinguishes you and your class is unique, they will be the only elements visible to others, who will ask themselves how it is possible.
You are a special person and no one knows it, you kept it secret in the most intimate place you have, your heart, and you are happy that others can wonder who managed to do all this, as if it were me!!!!! !!!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9781446649749

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AUTHOR

FREGA FERDINANDO

(1965) began his professional career as a salesman in Gillette Italy; a journey that lasted 20 years, starting from the lowest roles, as bag holder and assistant, to then move on to manager and be recognized first by the Company and then by the Market, in the role of Top Manager, it was the year 2003.

In 2004 he became a Freelancer, as a Business Consultant, Recruiter, Social Communicator, in Romania, Bulgaria, Georgia, Spain, until 2017 and Councilor in the Reggio Calabria Chamber of Commerce.

From 2018 to 2020 he actively collaborates with international humanitarian organizations present in various parts of the world to aid and support to needy and difficult populations, teaching social communication at embassies to refugees from some nations.

From 2020 to 2021 he created the UNIVERSO AL FEMMINILE website, a sentimental, love and affective consultancy project, online only. The investment is considerable, but the Italian investors express their intention of not wanting to participate in the new corporate asset and the activity is considered definitively concluded, recording the first failure.

September 2021 he becomes Author, Poet, Writer of Fiction-Non-Fiction, Autobiographical, Creator and Creative Executor, in conjunction with a Psychiatric illness, inherited from his mother, the effects of which lead him happily to cure himself, and to gain the settlement of the Pathology (living without effects) and achieving a better and normal life.

He produces and publishes narrative texts and autobiographical stories in America, always monitored by critics, and is recognized as an author who creates reading by bringing a new way of writing, with his seventeen multilingual books and his seventeen e-books in English.

The thing that surprises him is that out of interest in his books, they are bought and resold at double the market price, but there are many who are doing this exercise.

His training leads him back to attending an Esoteric school for 30 years and to his life values based on Universal Principles and Values oriented towards good and justice.

He has three adult children, and because of his activity he is always looking for places in the world to live, which can give him the best inspiration, because writing always remains the only means to be able to tell and remember, bringing smiles.

His concept of women leads him to express and say that they are especially important, stating that they are truly at the center of his Universe, unfortunately not all of them can be satisfied, alas. He has gained professional experience in the following sectors and managerial positions on:

Consumer Goods, Temporary Agencies, Construction, Corporate Security, Fast-food Restaurants, Electronics, IT, Hard Discount, Real Estate, Truck Mechanics, Food Organizational Plans, Writing, Social Communication, Relationship Counseling, Teaching, Charity.

There are still many things to do, and even if the time is not enough, he tells us the minutes, our heart and our soul always give us the desire to bring help and a word of comfort to people in need, and I am always offering unique moments, each story is truly unrepeatable.

Frega Ferdinando

PREMISE

So many identities, different voices, contrasting characters, distant origins and you ask yourself: WHAT IF IT WAS ME…………

Even when the days pass, time passes inexorably, you often stop to reflect on the things done, achieved, on those you still want to do, increase successes or challenges against losses, this is always the enigma.

But in economics they have studied people like me and have established that a huge series of failures absolutely leads towards a single path to success, and I wonder WHAT IF IT WAS ME…….

The total, whether positive or negative, always represents an algebraic sum, the true value is the quality of the things produced.

You look in the mirror, maybe a few years older, and think how all this was possible, and that is where you ask yourself: WHAT IF IT WAS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You still have a great desire to do, because your Style distinguishes you and your class is unique, they will be the only elements visible to others, who will wonder who you are.

You are a special person and no one knows it, you kept it secret in the most intimate place you have, your heart and you are happy that others can wonder who managed to do all this, WHAT IF IT WAS ME!!!!!! !!!!

MY DADDY

You have decided Of follow there mom in the clinic, requesting a hospitalization, even if yours capacity Of autonomy they were good, you were three left months seeing her suffer and you helpless you didn't show up that you were crying, Right For Not demonstrate weakness of the moment, because it was Right so, you have it always in mata For 60 years.

That morning of 17 October She has decided of leave us, I have you seen in face, your gaze era own different, it was the first time my father Like this.

You had no tears, you were just looking the rational to understand why, you who in a your old prediction was state always convinced that you would have been the first to die, but she Instead There has stunned everyone and there your question was: now That I do?

You were a fish out of water, you seemed a child, those memories of when at six years old eating milk, on the street of the village, you saw those American planes bomb German antiaircraft, but then for you he was alone a game of two hours of morning time.

You had no words, come on my brothers not you relied on Nobody, you wanted me…………ed I I was there.

That morning I threw my arms at you to the neck, like when I did from baby, when you came back from the work, but now it was different, we had divided Also twelve years of work in the same Society, and what not you were able to intuit became easy to share with myself.

How many travels to tour for the World, you proud of myself as man, worker, and connoisseur of languages foreigners, which put you in high respect to colleagues they had basic skills.

I managed to get a smile behind worries, and then I passed to a joke, but not me I was waiting that I understood it, but your smile he confirmed elegance and tact, like Always, giving me the impression of have received it.

I arrive the moment what I asked you what I would have could do, to make you these other 12 years of life, you were eighty-eight, you would have achieved the goal of the one hundred.

He from senior salesperson me She said: you What do you propose?

Come back at home yours, let us take two carers Romanian of 40 years, invest your pension of reversibility of the mother e pay the Romanian women, and you do cure Not before guaranteeing you a few fleeting touches from contract.

Start to laugh, he could not stop, he said what if the had known the mother would come out of the coffin to go back home. He laughed like a child, laughed, laughed………….

Alternatively, we find a clinic for the elderly, with nurse Romanian of 40 years, and i mom's money from spend………he laughed, I had the doubt that he could be heard bad.

You you have need of your space, yours home, and your comfort, with yours _ habits, and i your vices, otherwise I would have you carried I would love that at my house, without money.

Puts the hands in pocket and takes some money, in tell me of give them to the kids, and say try to make up for time we have lost.

Taken from a moment of curiosity, me asks: Nando but what job do, what not did I get it right?

You know two years I went to visit the Sanctuary of Padre Pio of Pietrelcina, for one blessing e then on the way back