Once you get it, it is yours forever! People can take a lot of things away from us, but no one can take away our knowledge. I have said before, this is by far the biggest challenge I have ever faced, but as all other obstacles, I found a way to make this work for me.
My wife has asked me to consider training and teaching this to others. As I told her, I am not going to work for anyone else. When I retire from my 9-5, I am trading from home and not working for anyone else. I grew up working from the bottom. My brother and I were "field hands". Yes, in South Georgia we worked as "field hands". My dad met people in his line of work as a garbage man who owned large farms. They needed people to harvest their crops, load their watermelons, hoe weeds from around their peanut plants, crop their tobacco, pick their peas or beans, bail their hay, cut their okra, pick up their pecans, etc. You get the picture. Well, my dad and mom needed help financially, so my dad offered up his two boys for a measly $20 a day. We worked all day, yes, sun up til sun down during non-school months. We worked after school during school months. Anyway, a man would come to our house before the sun rose. My brother and I would grab our lunches and jump on the back of his truck. There were other people already on the rear of the truck. Most of the people who worked with us were neighbors or community folks. He would drive us 8 or 10 miles down in the country to his massive fields. Whatever work needed to be done, we did it, usually cropping tobacco or picking peas. My brother and the others seemed to love it, but deep in my soul, I hated every, single minute of it! I despised being there, but I had no choice. Thanks God for my brother. He kept me motivated. I always said to him, "I cannot work like this forever. I just can't". He always told me, "When you get tired, just let me know and I will crop your row". These memories and emotions are really surfacing (thanks for allowing me to vent).
After growing older, I often think back to the small parts of all of this. This man would not allow anyone to ride in the front of his truck. He would not allow us to eat on his front porch. We either ate our lunch on the rear of his truck or under one of the oak trees. We definately were not allowed to use his bathroom, and of course there were no outdoor facilities. We did not have sealable plastics, sandwich bags, or tuppleware. We hand brown, paper bags, so the ants would take the first bite of our sandwiches. I really think Gary Williams is so successful doing this because he has hit "rock bottom" and had to work his way from his back.
My point to all of this is, I am tired of working for others and refuse to take "crapp" from people- been there done that! I do not want my name smeared among this arena because people want something for nothing. They would want me or you to teach them, but a lot of people do not have the work ethic that some of us have. They want it all- RIGHT NOW! Some of us have a different story, but we know what working hard is all about. The only people I plan on teaching, are my children, but if they are not willing to do the work, I do not plan to work for them either.
Sorry folks, but I just had one of those moments again and sometimes desperately need to tell part of my story. I love my wife as much as I love life, but she does not know how tough it was to work for families of people who do not extend any respect for who you are, but they enjoy the benefits from what you do for them. I think this thought process is very similar in trading because so many people in this field of work tend to not extend respect for who you are, but love to benefit from what you do for them. I know there are great people on this forum who simply need a little motivation. I hope someone finds strength in knowing that if a country boy from the back woods of South Georgia can do this, then I definately can do it. As always, I will help you anyway I can.
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