Triumph E-Book

Hajro Jasmin

• Herausgeber: Jasmin Hajro
• Kategorie: Fachliteratur
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

These 6 most read & bestselling books of mine (with Kobo Plus) ,
I have bundled together for you in 1 convenient bundle.
They are book Victory the exciting true story about growing up in Bosnia untill the war started,
then moving a couple of times because the enemies came to close,
and eventually the flight to the Netherlands.
book Moneymaker with proven to work business strategies,
to save yourself time and earn more profits.
book Always employment & always money in your pocket, everyday...
Where you can find employment untill your retirement,
and where you can earn everyday..
yeah also on saturdays and sundays..
and where are no ceilings to how much you can earn.
book Things you don't want to know are my real life embarressing moments to make you laugh.
book Poems, jokes and book is to enjoy my early poems,
my jokes that I sent to a girl
and the recipe for happiness is for you to easily reduce stress &
start living happier, everyday

Leseprobe

             Triumph

my 6  most read & bestselling books in 1 bundle

Triumph

my 6 most read & bestselling books in 1 bundle

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Jasmin Hajro

 

Jasmin Hajro

                  © 2018 Jasmin Hajro

All rights reserved.

                     ISBN : 978-0-244-77131-7 

                Cover design by

Jasmin Hajro

In this convenient bundle you can read 6 of my bestselling & most read books  :

The bio of auteur & entrepreneur Jasmin Hajro

&

Book Victory : my lifestory

an exciting and true story

&

 book The Recipe for Happiness

with practical & easy actions that you can take

to be more happy everyday

&

book Moneymaker

to increase your sales and profits, proven to work

 business strategies

&

book Always employment & always money in your pocket, everyday.

Where you can find lifetime employment and

where you can earn everyday

&

book Things you don't want to know

I share my embarressing life experiences with you,

to help you not to worry about yours and have a good laugh.

&

book Poems, jokes and book

Enjoy my early poems, my jokes sent to a girl I loved

and start living happier with your recipe for happiness

Plus

a list of my other books and bundles for further reading,

some free audio's and video's I made for you...

And our jasminhajrobooks&fans page where we can meet..

The bio of author Jasmin Hajro, nice to meet you

 

Hello dear reader, how are you ?

Thank you for buying my book Victory

.

My name is Jasmin Hajro,

I was born on July 6, 1985 in Bosnia.

As refugees, we came to the Netherlands 21 years ago.

After having completed school & worked at several jobs ...

On 17 December 2012, I founded my first company: investment firm Jasko.

After a successful first year, I unfortunately had to close that company. After a short period of rest, unemployment and temporary work. I started again as an entrepreneur.

On September 1, 2015, I founded establishment Hajro.

( We say establishment instead of company,

because we do a bit more then just sell stuff.

Like providing jobs,

donating to 40 different charities,

and helping people to live richer. )

Since the beginning the core activity is,

selling sets of greeting cards, door to door.

Nowadays the product range has been expanded.

With, among other things, the selling of my 24  books.

The royalties of my books are donated to the charity: foundation Giveth Life.

My company is now part of Hajro Group,

which consists of 20 different subsidiaries,

that are part of 1 umbrella organization :

Called Energy Now.

For more information about my company

& the foundation,

 go to my website : www.hajrobv.nl 

book Victory

Hello again...

I am Jasmin Hajro,

and you just have read a few things about me

in my bio.

But you have bought this book because you

want to know the whole story.

My life story ....

I called it Victory,

because I have overcome a few things.

I am 32 years old and live in Doetinchem,

in the Netherlands.

 I work as a salesman

on behalf of Hajro.

I sell sets of greeting cards,

gift mugs and booklets.

Part of the proceeds go to more than 40 Charities.

You can find everything about establishment Hajro at

www.hajrobv.nl

I now live in the Netherlands.

But on 6 July 1985 I was born in Sarajevo,

in Bosnia.

When I was a young child, we lived in Gora.

That is a village in Bosnia.

It is on a mountain.

A mountain village.

The view is great,

lots of nature.

Clean, fresh air.

I remember it as a happy time.

The house we lived in

was a kind of 2 houses under 1 roof.

Aunt Rahima had lived in the other part.

Until her own house was built.

My parents both worked,

and I went to Biba,

an elderly woman in the village,

 that was my babysitter.

I remember she had an old-fashioned stove,

which worked on firewood.

And we placed unripe walnuts

behind the stove, to ripe.

Under our house,

you had a steep part of soil,

and below that a flat piece of land.

On that flat piece of land,

we grew vegetables,

potatoes and very small tomatoes.

There were also pear trees and walnut trees growing there.

My mother worked at Tas,

an automobile factory,

where they made or processed.

small car parts.

I do not remember anymore

 what kind of work my father did then ...

You notice that it has been a very long time ago.

I was always very happy to see him,

when he came home.

And asked once if he could work 2 days a week,

 and be free 5 days a week.

My uncle Ibro lived close to us,

with Aunt Sevda and my nieces :

Sanela and Amela.

They had a red swing.

I have been swinging on it and went

as high as possible,

Until I got a kind of butterflies in my stomach feeling,

by excitement.

I do not know how to exactly describe that feeling.

With my cousins I did play games such as hide & seek.

I once wrestled with my father

and then I ended up falling weird on my wrist,

it hurted.

Then Dad said: hajmo kod Ibre rostiljat

Let's go barbequing at Uncle Ibro.

I went to the mosque,

and learned prayers

and how to pray.

I asked the hodza

that's a kind of reverend,

how you can know if someone is lying.

He said you can see it on the forehead.

That it turns a little red.

It is very peaceful in the mosque,

I still see it that way.

Although it has been a while since I visited one.

________

It is now March 27, 2018,

00:44 hours at night.

I'm getting out of bed in the mornings, late again....

I wake up at 9 or 10 in the morning

from the alarm clock.

 I then switch off the alarm.

And fall asleep again.

When I wake up again afterwards it is already noon.

I had sleeping pills a few weeks ago,

for 2 weeks..

It went well

I started going to bed earlier,

and getting up earlier. Before noon.

Maybe it is a strange time, in the middle of the night

to write a book.

But I thought that once, I just had to start writing it.

When I was playing at Chess Club Doetinchem,

I said to Frans that I wanted to write a book

about my life.

That could have been in 2009.

________________

Biba, the woman who looked after me  when my parents worked,

was also the babysitter of an orphan.

I do not remember what his name was.

But we went to the mosque together.

There he farted ...

And we were both thrown out.

My father drove a Fico,

that is like a kind of old model Fiat 500 car.

If we drove to Grandpa and Grandma,

I could sit on Dad lap

behind the wheel.

The first time I saw snow,

I walked outside in my pajamas.

I was completely stunned to look at it.

Amazing.

It must have been cold outside.

The winters in Bosnia are colder than here.

My father became very angry,

and I got a beating with his belt.

I remember that I was rolling over the ground

and called: nemoj babo

Don't hit me, Dad

My index finger was completely swollen,

because I was hit there too.

I still love it

to look outside

when it snows.

Everything seems so peaceful then.

Oh, those beatings were normal.

That was how you got punishment,

and how other children received punishment

in Bosnia.

I was 6 years old when I went to school for the first time.

When my sister, Emina was born and I saw her for the first time, she looked tinted. And I thought she was not my sister.

My father once had in an angry mood,

thrown the TV  out of the window.

I have  around my twentieth year

done the same thing once.

Once my father went to Aunt Rahima,

and I was not allowed to go with him.

Then I went outside

and looked in through the window at them.

My father got angry,

and I had to sit naked in front of the house.

If I wanted a beating,

then I could ask

my daddy, he told me.