Marques The Branded E-Book

Alfred Neuenweger

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 100

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

The Verding children, after a true survival story, the Swiss history! Marques of the brands in this book, based on numerous experiences with himself. Written by Alfred Neuenweger, with the help of editors and co. very deep insights into his childhood scholarship as a Verding boy. Often on the verge of mental resilience, which put him to a hard test. All actions and experiences are based on Marques of the brand, sometimes not quite pleasant or even frightening, but what do you want to do about it, what do you want? Numerous newly organized documents also prove the authenticity of the narratives as well as a factual report. A story so unadulterated and direct, brutally written through life! Swiss history, true, destructive and sometimes even nerve-racking So happened 80 years ago ... The real companions through this whole book are always present: Fear, flight, aggression, violence, court, suicide and much more. The true story behind the Verding children is told from a completely different perspective.

Leseprobe

Marques The Branded

my fight for survival

Alfred Neuenweger

Impressum

Texts: © Copyright by Alfred NeuenwegerCover:© Copyright by Alfred NeuenwegerPublisher:Neuenweger

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©Copyright by Alfred Illumina/Neuenweger 2019

What we are dealing with here in this book has already been described in more detail in the blurb, so here not again the same in the Repeat!

But you can be prepared for some mental hard to digest chunks!

The Verdingchilds, one has often heard of it, but never so directly from self-experienced a person who this whole ordeal forced to take part !

Available both as e-book and in book form.

Now have fun reading!

namely Alfred Neuenweger

Works already published by Alfred Neuenweger:

- Correctly Applied Rhetoric E-Book (DE)

- Properly applied Rhetoric E-Book (EN)

- My Personal Time Line e-book (DE/EN)

- Stay calm E-Book (DE)

- Remain calmly e-book (EN)

- Meislis small book marathon book form (DE)

- Little Bookmarathon of Anti (EN)

Words to you personally from Alfred Neuenweger:

Welcome, dear bookworms

My name has only recently changed to Alfred Neuenweger.

Old name already existed since 2006, since my old memories work up on indigo level

( What The Fuck is This? )

It was a long time before I finally got to

that new branding.

Since to my new book divisions alignment my

old branding definitely doesn't fit any more, and I'm not

also a very close friend said that

he couldn't quite get to grips with it, and I

and to top it all off.

I had to separate my two book publishers.

However, I wouldn't be me if I had to go through

have such trifles thrown off course

would!

And thus an absolute new beginning is pending!

Even then, about five years ago.

Vescoli had cooked in a lounge, or with Steve

Lee had dinner at a table, I never would've

that I'd ever get to the point,

which I'm at now!

Neuenweger Goes digital!

Since we are currently in a kind of conflict between printing and digital, however, he would like to offer you as an author all the advantages of both worlds, which you always want to use for yourselves!

It has been proven that 80% of you still consume books in the traditional way.

But here are the interface codes from analog to digital, from his side!

With the QR-Tag Page you get to the page which a very good colleague has created for all books.

With the QR-Tag Mail to Writer you can contact him personally by mail.

The QR-Tag Publishing puts you on the page,

which solve all the merchandising like ISBN number, place in the shops and much more than selfpublishing

Publisher takes over and directs.

As some of you may have noticed, all these codes only lead you to another page designed for you.

Another page on which he wants to guide you consciously, or would like to make the work of it a lot easier for you!

Only those who use all the tags and other specials of this book, which are deliberately hidden in the sentences, will profit in the end!

My time as a Verdingchild Part I

My file inspection

Niederlenz, den 26.09.2016

To the Argovia State Archives

Concerning inspection of files

Dear Mrs. Rauschert

I, the scribe, after a phone call to the office, would like all my files about me, which were created by Jugendanwalt Dr. Kaufmann, if still available, a full copy.

To my person: I was born on May 13, 1947 in Muri, living with my parents in Wohlen AG.

Since I would like to roll up my life, I need still many documents, partly I got them already from the youth home Aarburg and observation station Rüfenach AG.

I still miss these from the farmers, where I was placed, but this is difficult, because they are deceased.

Now I hope to receive more from you, as you surely know, I am entitled to it. I hope for your understanding.

Sincerely yours Marques Brand

Documents about my person

October 5th 2016

Documents about my person

Dear Mr Brand

Thank you very much for your inquiry. We will be happy to help you with your file search.

You will find copies of our files in the attachment. It is a card of the public prosecutor's office as well as two judgments of the youth court Bremgarten and three judgments of the youth court Muri.

Unfortunately, we were unable to produce copies of better quality. We hope that the documents will still be legible.

We hope to be of assistance to you and wish you all the best.

Friendly greetings

Dr. JeanetteRauschert

Head of Collections and Holdings

side dishes

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Fig. no. 1 (original illustration only names hidden)

Theoretically, I could have just put all the document scans together, but the author had a much better idea!

Since each of these documents contained here in the book tells its own story, each should also appear as a new chapter for itself ...

So then also promptly converted.

I Marques how everything began

I Marques and my love at that time, which it still is today, had to be, so that we at that time

had enough food to go to a sugar beet field to steal it and eat it.

Sugar is known to give enough energy to survive, butchers' sausages or bread thrown away by the baker were also very welcome ...

I also often thought of suicide during this time, because all that was around me

was very difficult to bear and scratched me with a butcher's knife during my apprenticeship, so I had to go to the doctor several times!

These wounds are still visible from the outside today, but the spiritual wounds are closed from the outside forever, but always there!

I was born on 13 May 1947 on a Tuesday at five to half past six in Muri Aargau.

At the age of eight weeks, as I could see from my files, I was left in a children's home, why don't I know?

I did two classes where my parents had been.

Then I came away to a farmer, from the farmer I came then to Rüfenach, in a

Observation station.

From there to a farmer, then again to a farmer, to the very last I came into the apprenticeship.

There I had done a few stupid things, where the youth attorney's office had to come.

Dr. Kaufmann died, God bless him, he had nothing to do with the farmers, the last time I landed was in Aarburg.

In Aarburg I learned everything I can now, I was one of the weakest, but always the asshole of all, and there I wanted to commit suicide!

Then I came to Königsfelden, where I hung someone who wanted to hang himself, and they asked me why I wanted to commit suicide!

Then I said:

If I have to go up there again, I jump over the rock right outside!

There I learn everything I haven't been able to before!

Then they only say now the Nazi Brand is coming, they tell me the young Nazi Brand those who are still alive and who still know about it.

There he comes running along and says only so now I have you Brand Nazi!

I was just thinking, oh you holy guy, there are four butchers from Braunwald to whom I'm going.

and went up again and again!

I thought only for myself, now you may not show any nakedness, you then I had had distance to him and thundered him twice, there went this guy to the ground!

And then I was afraid he'd take me, and I put him on his mouth.

Hammered, and the Juho's policeman who now also died in the meantime, had also been Verdingbube, but that might have been heir, that had been millionaire Bobfahrer still from Dientikon, that then tore me off him and brought me home.

Yes, nothing happens anymore, you don't have to be afraid anymore, he knew me very well.

God damn it, I had torn his clothes off at the policeman too!

Then I drove home, I also had to pay the taxi!

But nothing really happened after that.

Then I said, it was good that I did not, but once I had 125 kilos, hui, if I was there I'd come like a steam hammer!

I just didn't wait until they hit me, I used to get hit on the mouth, and then I said to myself, and now nobody hits me on the mouth anymore!

No no, when I had my first fight, this tough guy that I had fought down, that his people congratulated me, that's not that I just did my first fight, I just said yes and here's the coach, and earlier you had a license to do it, he's from Bern and I only had the coach, you can see that's the first fight from me!

Ha to him I threshed one, like the gsüden Tison!

Like a bastard, no no I used to be like a fighting dog, in bed I still have such stupid memories when I can't sleep!

So much of what I experienced came back up to me earlier, it's really unbelievable, I could tell you about it for whole days!

At the present time it is unfortunately only about a third of what I know!

I don't understand why you do this with your Marlen, such an incredible thing.

If someone tells me you have heard this I have heard, then I only reply tell me who said this, then I already ask him!

This is only noise, leave this alone!

No no, we have to confront people when they are there, not when they talk about you behind their backs again!

My father was also true like me, someone came into the restaurant to the Stammtisch, and someone spoke to him about what he had said about him in the absence of my father, now he is there and can tell it!

He only countered with: "No, nothing at all!

My father got so angry that he hit him and flew him and his chair back through the restaurant!

"So this you have now for your lies you bastard!

That is just dishonest, you should stand by what you have said, anytime and anywhere, if the police asks, then this is ok, that's called white lies!

If it is not necessary, then I am not going to drag myself into the mud, well if they have something against your person, which is clear, and they have enough evidence then it must be so, but otherwise ...

I don't know how old I will get, and what I have to go through in this regard, when I die then there is finally rest with all this shit!

I thought that at the age of 70-zig I would finally rest with it, but the KESB this dirty gang I already had twice theater with them because of my life partner!

Then when I want to say something, they only say to me: "You have nothing more to say, you are no longer your husband!

"Why not, both parents are dead, both brothers are dead, one of them shot himself, and she herself had also had breast cancer?

Mostly the girls have this, and the daughter of a brother who died now also has cancer. His mother's daughters will certainly get breast cancer, because such things are hereditary!

They also operated off Marlen's breast, they also had to operate off the breast of the teacher I know, you look like I tell you, we got ointment to prevent the skin from growing, I did all this, I'm not like that!

This disgusted me very much, I could hardly look. If I see a cripple that grays me, I'll do the same. But I pushed a knife into it, and you can see out of it again?

Look there, here I was sewn with 78 stitches, and everyone was taken out again with the nail clip.

I worked on it with my father at Cataneo, there it tore everything away from me again!

When he saw this, he only said about it: "You don't go to the doctor, wound powder on it, some gauze, a floor cloth and string around it and was good!

So I had to go back to work fact, so they say to me you're a tough bastard!