Just about everything starts somewhere, somehow, someway,
someday, at sometime. We all have roots of where we came from and while
attending the Girard FFA Banquet I began to realize my roots of my passion for
agriculture.
On my way to the banquet I was informed my mom had never
been to a Girard FFA Banquet before even though her dad was the ag advisor for
some thirty some years – I found that a little interesting. So it was going to
be a night of firsts for the both of us.
Walking up to the building that happens to be named after my
grandpa - I thought about my grandpa and all the banquets he attended in his
lifetime, I thought about my Aunt Jackie and all of her FFA moments, and now I
was getting to go watch my younger cousin be recognized for her achievements.
The roots of agriculture and FFA my grandpa set is now on
its third generation.
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| Discovering my roots - What are yours? |
As FFA members and agriculturalists there are many roots we
are challenged to withhold – one big one being feeding the world.
But there are always new roots to be planted- our chapter
starting a new service project, applying for a proficiency award, or
encouraging members to become more involved.
Just like a tree some of these roots could grow into deep
meaningful traditions, while others may be shallower but they all play a part in
anchoring down the tree; just like we all play a part in the future of
agriculture and FFA.
Finish the year strong, and start GROWING some new roots!
