Thursday, May 7, 2015

To All Moms

As some of you know, a pretty important date in history is quickly approaching. You may ask what I'm referring to- Mother's Day of course! News flash, in case you were not aware, Mother's Day is on May 10th which is THIS Sunday! But if you're like me, you may not know a whole lot of the history behind this day!

According to A+E Networks History.com, Mother's Day was created by a woman by the name of Anna Jarvis in 1908 but it was not until 1914 when President Woodrow Wilson officially signed a measure to designate the second Sunday in May as Mother's Day. That was when it became an official U.S. holiday! This was a day designed to honor mothers for all that they do simply by giving them flowers, cards, and other presents to express gratitude and love. 

This day is expressed in different ways around the world but most commonly in the United States it is a day to give your mom gifts and let her pick where to eat on Sunday after church, at least, that's how it works with my family!
Mother's Day is a day to show your appreciation, gratitude, love, admiration, honor, praise and love to your mom! And if we're being honest- moms across the country deserve a day to be acknowledged for all that they do! For me personally, I know that my mom does! She does a lot for me and she does whatever she can to support me in my endeavors! 

Growing up my mom did whatever she could to support me and encourage me. I wanted to play T-Ball and without hesitation she signed me up! I wanted to become a basketball All-Star, she let me try out for the team in 5th grade and she came to ALL of my games. Home and away. I decided that I needed something new, so I switched from 5 years of playing basketball to trying out for the cheerleading squad my sophomore year of high school. Once I became a cheerleader, she continued to come to every game that she possibly could to watch me cheer. After I tried out for tennis as a freshman and did not make the team, instead of telling me to take a break or not to bother, she supported me when I quickly decided to try out the whole running thing with Track and Cross Country. Even then, rain or shine, my mom would come to my XC and Track meets. 
But it is not just with sports that my mom has supported me. In 4-H when I decided that I was going to show a heifer as a 4th grader weighing in at about 50 pounds, although I worried her sick and she was terrified that I was going to get hurt, she allowed me to show cattle for the first time. At church when I wanted to be a part of the musical, she even allowed me to try out as one of the main characters! When I joined FFA and told her that I would have more practices to go to, she told me not to wear myself out but if it was what I wanted to do- go for it! When I decided to compete in our county fair queen pageant as a junior going into my senior year, she encouraged me to just be me and have fun with it, no matter what the outcome may be! When the opportunity arose for me to go on a mission trip my senior year to the Dominican Republic, she wanted me to go! She helped me raise funds, she encouraged me and she continuously prayed for me and my youth group!  

When senior year came around and it was time for me to fill out the application to run for a state office, she supported me wholeheartedly. Even if it did mean moving out of the house, living at the center for an entire year, and driving across the state, sometimes by myself and sometimes really late at night or really early in the morning. When the week after my high school gradation came around and it was time for me to make my way up to Purdue University to attend the Indiana FFA State Convention, even on the drive up to the campus when I was doubting myself and what I was capable of accomplishing- she hugged me when she dropped me off and she told me that I could do it, that she believed in me, and she was praying for me. 
My mom has ALWAYS been there for me and I am so blessed that I get to call her my momma! For the times I made her cry, ate the last Swiss Roll in the cabinet when she probably wanted it, and worried her to death, she carried me in her arms, put me first, completely created her schedule around mine, and watched me grow into who I am today. 

To all moms out there; THANK YOU for all that you do! For your time, commitment, love, and support that you give to your families and your children! Behind every beautiful and humble young lady or every handsome and mature young man, is an even stronger mother who has given her kids all of the love that she possibly can. 
So before its too late, sometimes its good to just say what needs to be said! Go tell your mom how much you love her and thank her for all that she does for you! Not just on Mother's Day, but on every day of the year! 

Abraham Lincoln once said, "All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my mother."

Happy Mother's Day! Love you mom!
Serving with a grateful heart,

Brittany Young
Indiana FFA
State President

Friday, May 1, 2015

In the midst of Banquet Season

The air outside is getting ever warmer, the days are getting longer, and the state officers are getting ever busier. Preparation for the 86th Indiana FFA State Convention is fully underway and the to do lists could probably stretch from here in Trafalgar to New Mexico. However busy this time of year may be though, it is an incredible time of year, and one of the chief reasons is because this is banquet season. March, April, and May are when the bulk of chapter banquets happen across the state, and my teammates and I are fortunate enough to be invited to many of them.

Just last night I attended my sixth banquet, which marked the halfway point. As of now, I have given my speech several times, and been able to visit chapters all across the state. And it is as I reflect on those banquets I have already attended that the real magnitude of this opportunity becomes evident. Attending banquets is so much more than just delivering a speech. For me at least, it offers a genuine insight into not just the chapters, but the communities.

At the majority of the chapters I have visited I delivered a thirteen minute speech about how anyone can make change happen. I love this opportunity because delivering speeches is a real passion of mine. I have learned that every audience is different, and that you can never guess what they’re reaction to your speech is going to be. As a speaker, sometimes you’ll get up there with all the enthusiasm and gusto in the world; you’ll deliver your punchlines with precision, and when you expect the audience to erupt in laughter—they will sit there quietly and politely nodding their heads. Other times, however, you will simply be giving exposition on a story and make a clever remark as an aside, and it will send the audience into a bout of rolling thunderous laughter. Meanwhile, you will be standing at the front of the room wondering why on Earth that was so funny. In my travels I have found the unpredictability of audiences to be one of the greatest sources of excitement. Every time I prepare to take the microphone, I have no idea what will happen in the next fifteen or so minutes. But to me, that is fantastically thrilling. And each time I take the microphone, I can only hope that it will be one of those speeches when the audience laughs at all the right times, and I can visibly see them feeling the emotions I'm attempting to portray to them, and when I bring it all together for my conclusion I can see the dots connecting in their minds as the smiles spread across their faces. Those are magical moments. I have found no greater sense of wholeness in my life than when an audience is applauding after a speech like that.

It would be an injustice, however, if I let you all believe that the only enjoyable part of banquets was speaking. There is obviously the food, which has been wonderful everywhere I’ve been so far. But more importantly, there is the fellowship. Banquets are a celebration among FFA members and community members. They are a mirthful and jovial evening of reflection on the year that has past, and an optimistic look forward to the year to come.  The state officers attend most banquets as guests, and more often than not we know only a few other people there. Sometimes, we don’t know a single person there. Again, this is scary but equally exciting. I always enjoy this experience, because as a guest at banquets I get to peer through a window into the culture of the chapter and the community. Watching the officers one can observe how their team dynamics work. I get to see the relationship students have with their advisors and their supporters. I witness the inside jokes and stories that each chapter has, and often as an audience member they make no sense to me, but I laugh along anyway. I always enjoy this opportunity to witness how the makeup of each and every FFA chapter is different. Yet I am always struck by the things that make them similar—the passion, the pride, the support, and the hard work.

Attending banquets has been a truly inspiring experience so far, and I cannot wait to continue the journey in the coming weeks. 

Best Wishes,
Jacob Mueller
Indiana FFA State Southern Region Vice President 

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Hunter Hayes Sang That He Wished He Had a Storm Warning ...Here It Is!

Storm clouds from today's down pour in Franklin, Indiana.
 Thunder booms across the land, rain falls endlessly and lightning flashes across the enormous sky. April showers…bring May flowers. Thunderstorms are not my favorite. I shudder at the loud booms, close my eyes when lightening fills the room and rain hitting the roof so hard making it nearly impossible to think sends me into a night of restlessness. I believe that every experience good or bad always has a lesson you can learn from it. My experiences with thunderstorms have taught me a valuable lesson. Sometimes…in order to enjoy the rainbows, you have to deal with the rain.

When I was a little girl my brothers and I loved to go the beach. Kosciusko County has over 100 lakes and we were lucky enough to live close to a few. In the hot summer months we would beg my mom to take us into town and spend all day enjoying the cool water. Expect there was one hold up…generally my mom would be very busy and that meant that we would only get to the beach if she was done with her “To-Do List”.

 I remember one day in particular. It was hotter than a stove on fire! My mom’s to-do list was at least three miles long. After about 20 minutes of pestering my mom she finally announced if we wanted to go to the beach we would have to help her with all the task.
My brothers and I decided that playing cowboys and Indians would be much more fun. We went outside and played until we couldn’t take the intense heat any longer. We came into the house to see if mom was done with her list. When we asked her…she informed us that she didn’t even make a dent in the things that she needed to accomplish. Again we went outside played cowboys and Indians. Just like before it got hotter than boiling water. We came running into the house begging our mom to take us to the beach.

She looked at us and said, “I am sorry but you didn’t help me with my list and I still have a lot to get done. We have livestock to feed later once it cools off. No beach today.”

I was utterly awestruck. No Beach?!?! The woman was crazy. I am not going to lie…I threw the BIGGEST fit!! I pouted for a good hour...you know that little girl self-pity (arms crossed, lip out and crocodile tears). 

The next weekend rolled around and like clockwork my mom’s list was about three miles long. Instead of playing outside my brother’s and I decided that if we worked together then she would have to take us to the beach! This was probably the best plan we ever came up with (even if my mom told us the weekend before). Sure enough after some sibling bickering, competitions and lack of focus we accomplished each task on the list. Water wings on, towel in hand, and a big grin spread across my face as we headed to Winona Lake. Heading to the beach that day I couldn’t be more satisfied.

It wasn’t until later that it really hit me. My mom was trying to teach us a lesson. Obviously she needed help and if we wanted to go to the beach we needed to pitch in. By working together we would knock every item off the list no problem. Even though we didn't always like doing them…we really wanted to go to the beach so we got them done.

My daily reminder! 
Folks, we will encounter times like this often in life. You want to be the best basketball player on the face of the earth? You better believe you better put in the effort to get there no matter how hard it gets. You hunger to be top in your class at school? Yep, got to skip hanging out with your friends this weekend to study for that big test. You want to better yourself for others? Than you will have to take a real hard look at yourself and be honest. Your dream is to change the world? Some sacrifices and hard decision will have to be made.
The next time you’re encountering a storm just keep that saying in mind. Actually, write it down now…on your hand, postie note, wall or arm. Write it down!! If you want to enjoy the rainbow, you are going to have to deal with the rain. 

Also, just a optimistic note…every storm eventually will run out of rain.

Chin up and God Bless,
Lindsey O'Hara
Northern Region Vice President 

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Smelling the Roses

Have you ever had a moment that just put your life into perspective? Not necessarily a bad situation, just one that made you realize how incredibly blessed you are? A couple of weeks ago I had one of those moments.  Before I can get into that moment, however, I have to rewind back to February.

Within Indiana FFA there is an Executive Committee. This committee is made up of all the District Presidents, the Section Directors, the State Band and Chorus Presidents, as well as the State Officers. To kick off FFA Week (a week celebrating FFA and agriculture) this year, that committee decided that it would be awesome to do a community service project.  After much deliberation they settled upon helping at Circle City Relief.  I had no idea as to what Circle City Relief was, so I did a little bit of research. I found that Circle City is a Non-Profit, Christian Organization that serves lunch to the less fortunate in downtown Indy every Sunday. The description was enough to get me excited for our excursion, but I wasn't nearly prepared for what this group was all about. When we arrived, we learned they are about so much more than serving food. Not only do the volunteers hand out pizza, soups, drinks, as well as other varieties of food, but they do so every single Sunday afternoon regardless of the weather. The day we were there was testimony to that with the cold temperatures, wind, and sleet that mother nature dealt us.  Outside of this aspect, the organization also offers clothing and bikes to those in need. This all sounds great, but what I really loved was how the volunteers genuinely wanted to get to know the individuals who came through. The group who leads the activities has been doing so for last 5 years and the relationships, as well as the rapport, that they've built with the members of the community is absolutely amazing.




After hearing a little bit about Circle City, I’m sure you can see why some of us fell in love with it. We fell so in love with it, in fact, that the girls and I have gone back since then.  The last time we were able to go was the first Sunday that it really began to feel like spring. The sun was shining and the air was just warm enough for you to really want to shed your heavy winter jacket.  When we arrived, we all scattered in different directions depending on where we were needed. Brittany helped serve soup and got to know people as they passed her. Dakota and I were on ‘Doughnut Duty’ which consisted of passing out boxes of donuts….that is until we ran out. Once that happened we began mingling and just talking to those who were there. Miss Lindsey was drawn to the group of little kids who were there. She told them stories, chased them around the parking lot, and at the end of the day just loved on them. Seeing each of my sisters in an element that they loved so much warmed my heart. And that’s when I had one of those perspective moments.

Not only were each of us so happy to be there, but so was everyone else. There were some individuals there who truly only had a tent to live in, but you never would have guessed it. They had smiles on their faces, a kind word to say, and they were the first to say how blessed they were. Being able to enjoy the company of those individuals for three hours was the highlight of my entire week.
A lot of times I forget about all the blessings in my life because I’m so caught up in figuring out how to finish what’s next on my list. For example, I’m so focused about getting everything ready for college that I forget to thank my parents for all they've done to help me get to the point where college is an option. Or I forget to tell my teammates just how much I appreciate them because I've gotten so used to them being around. It makes me think of the cliché phrase “Take time to stop and smell the roses”.  Most people laugh when they hear this quote, but I think there’s a lot of truth to it. A majority of society has a lot going on in their day and things get pushed to the back of their plate or even forgotten. More often than not it’s realizing what all they’re blessed with.

Being there, in that moment, simply talking to some seriously cheerful people reminded me of everything I’m blessed with; everything from my family, to the opportunity to be there that day. Those three hours of fellowship served as my time to stop and smell the roses.

Especially with it being the Easter season, I realize just how blessed I am. Unfortunately I shouldn't just remember my blessings around holidays. A tip to myself, and to you, remember your blessings and take the time to stop and smell the roses in your life.

Incredibly blessed,
Kathleen Jacobs
Indiana FFA State Treasurer 

Monday, March 23, 2015

Life is a Camera

As many relatives, friends, and members may know our team is obsessed with quotes. As the past few weeks have progressed, all of us have been reminded that we have made a huge impact throughout the year but that we only have 3 months of office left. As these words hit me, they may hit me hard; however, it is better to celebrate rather than frown. A quote that depicts how the 2014-2015 team lives goes like this:

 “Focus on what’s important.” As a team all of us have a lot to focus on, but as the year has progressed we have learned to focus hard on what is important to us. Usually, when I talk to my teammates they say one of the most important things this year that is nearest and dearest to their hearts is the members. The members that have driven us to improvement. The members that have kept us positive throughout the year. The members who have truly changed all of our lives. Although we come from different areas and distances, every one of us have realized that miles bring family closer to the heart. Whether it was calls on the way home or sending baked foods back to Trafalgar with us, our families have truly shown us what love is and we could not be more grateful.

“Capture the good times.” Lindsey and Brittany are great photographers and capture so many of the good times with their cameras; however, it is those times of random laughs, life talks, and dance sessions that cannot be captured on camera that make the best of memories. Just a couple days ago, we had the first campfire of the year that began at seven o’clock and did not end until midnight. The evening was filled with s’mores, country music, star gazing, and reminiscing on the greatest of times throughout this year. Those are the times you cannot picture or replace – the times that remind you of why God put you with the friends you have.

“Develop from the negatives.” Life throws curve balls at everyone including: adults, toddlers, sisters, brothers, the wealthy, the poor, the famous, and the most faithful of people. There is one thing that sets people apart from the crowd – the way they react to those curve balls. Negative times can and will happen to all of us, but will we stay knocked down and paralyzed or will we rise up and climb even taller than before we fell? This year some of our negatives may have ranged from being homesick, needing help with our car, to just needing caffeine; however, the best part of these negatives is we learned how to create these situations into some of the best times of our lives. When we are homesick we get a hug from a teammate and call our family to hear how they are doing. After some of us getting our car fixed, they would go get ice cream with a teammate to relieve the stress. And when we are tired, we get a Kickstart and jam out to music while having a sing-off with our teammate in the passenger seat. This year has made all of us grow as individuals and grow together in the good and the bad times.

“And if things don’t work out, take another shot.” Sometimes plans do not work as they are supposed to, but that is when the best things happen and true colors shine. They say that if plans don’t go the way they should, do not change the goal but change the plan instead. During the highs and lows of this year plans have not always worked out, but I always knew I had six special people that have always had my back. I remember that when I would try to memorize a speech and would just want to quit because it was challenging, the couple teammates I was practicing with would tell me to try again…..and again….and sometimes again. It is special to have those people who believe you can do anything if you only try. That is something everyone has in common. Trust me if you try and truly try, you can succeed if you have a support system and do not give up easily. To my teammates (a.k.a my support system) thank you for not letting me settle for less, but always pushing me while showing me how much you all truly care.

Our team lives by quotes and has read thousands of quotes throughout this year; however, in my eyes I believe we are creating our own quote. We are leaving a mark on this association, the members, our friends, and each other. Not only are we leaving a mark, but so many other people have left their mark on us as well. As I said earlier, members of Indiana FFA are nearest and dearest to all of our hearts and those we have come in contact with have truly impacted us in the most positive way possible. Thank you to the members, state staff, and family who have never given up on us and who have helped us capture those good times in our memory. The heart will always show you the right direction to travel if you just trust it and enjoy the ride, remembering to focus on what’s important and to capture all those good times.
Forever Blessed,
Dakota Westphal
2014-2015 Indiana FFA State Reporter

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Small Town Pride


If you know anything about me, one thing is for sure- I LOVE music! Country, pop, contemporary Christian, and a variety of other genres! But one of my personal favorites would have to be 90’s country! Alabama, Sara Evans, Dixie Chicks, The Judds, Martina McBride, George Straight, Jo Dee Messina, Tim McGraw, the list goes on and on and on. Call me crazy but there is something about country from the 90’s that makes me smile! It’s the kind of music that you drive around town to with your windows down on a sunny summer afternoon.


Most artists have songs that tell stories that their fans can connect to. Whether it is Carly Rae Jepsen singing “Call Me Maybe”, “Marry You” by Bruno Mars, Walk the Moon’s “Shut Up and Dance”, “Style” by Taylor Swift, “Mom” by Garth Brooks, “Get Back Up” by Toby Mac, or even Sara Evan’s “Born to Fly”: People relate to these songs. Music has a way of making you feel a certain way. It can determine your mood, channel your thoughts and even play an effect on your words and actions.


I love small towns. This year while traveling the state, I have driven through my share of small home towns but to me, nothing can compare to the small town that I am from. A song that makes me love life and everything about coming from the small town of Hope, Indiana, is “Down Home” by Alabama. This song makes me feel proud, cheerful and even blessed. It makes me think of my high school friends, track practices spent running down the sidewalks, the water tower, eating at the Mexican restaurant right beside our town square, Friday night basketball games, support from our community, and everybody knowing everybody. Hope may be small and it may be considered a “surprising little town” but I am so fortunate to have been raised in a community such as this.


“Down home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home
A mans good word and a hand shake are all you need
Folks know
If they're fallin' on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home.”

Although these are lyrics to a song, they also speak a lot of truth. Coming from a town where everyone knows everyone, you would think that there would be a down fall to this, but I would like to think otherwise.


In Hope, Indiana when you walk into El Jefe (our Mexican restaurant), you better expect to at least see a friend or even a neighbor and if it’s a family member, they may secretly pay for your meal before you can object otherwise. When you are struggling in a specific class and need a little extra help, you better believe that your Pre-Calc or English teacher will take time out of their schedule after school to help you until they know that you understand (My teachers are the reason I survived high school! A huge THANK YOU is due to them for their caring hearts!).  If you have a flat tire, more than likely someone will pull over to help you out. It’s senior night for the basketball team, cheerleading squad and band? At least half of the town will show up to watch a good basketball game and also show their support. Have a last minute cupcake drive to raise funds for a family for Christmas- community members will go out of their way to make sure they can fit it in their schedule and help out their local FFA Chapter. A piece of farm equipment breaks down, its 8:00 p.m. and there is still at least two hours of work to finish up until this last field is complete (I say this, because let’s be honest, sometimes equipment breaks at the most inconvenient times), with a quick call to your neighbor, before you know it, with an extra pair of hands, some tools and a few prayers, you are back in the tractor finishing up that last field for the evening.


I say these things because things like this happen. All of the time. The community members from my town have a heart the size of Texas and I honestly could not imagine calling the small pin point of a town on a map my home town. I have found scenarios such as these, true for most small towns.

During FFA Week when I was in the Remington, Indiana area, a father of an FFA member noticed me behind him in the drive thru at McDonalds and without hesitation, he paid for my Diet Coke and fries and wished me a “Happy FFA Week!” Awesome things like this happen in small towns.

It may be the “Hoosier hospitality” but whatever it is, I am glad to call it a part of my life. Again, Alabama says it best,

“Down home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down Home
A mans good word and a handshake are all you need
Folks know
If they're fallin' on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up
Down home.”

Serving with a grateful heart,

Brittany Young
Indiana FFA
State President

Saturday, March 14, 2015

A Glimpse into Our Office


Before this year, as a member reading these blogs I always loved discovering what the State officers had been doing, learning, or seeing. It was an honor to stumble upon the articles that shared the growth that the team had experiences both personally and as a team. But the blogs that I always liked the best were the ones that provided a glimpse into the lives and the house of the State Officers.

Just over a year ago now, Cameron Frazier posted a blog where he started with this. “Have you ever heard that you can tell a lot about a person by the way they keep their room or maybe their car? One day Shelby pointed out how different each of our desk spaces are... Her thought really got me thinking. Trust me, we spend a LOT of time at our desks. Time that consist of writing curriculum, checking emails, working on our online classes and of course checking social media.” Click here to read the rest of Cameron’s blog.                                 http://ffaindiana.blogspot.com/2014_01_01_archive.html

After raking through some old blogs this morning I decided that I too would provide you with a look into our office.







Like Cameron said, we spend countless hours in our officer. Much of this time is spend building programs, answering emails, developing curriculum, and lately we have been dabbling in the task of planning the 86th Indiana FFA State Convention. But don’t let us fool you, there have also been numerous times that we have had mid-day dance parties, late night sleepovers, and spontaneous Nerf gun fights. The office is a place that from 8:30am till 11:00pm you can always find at least one State Officer at their desks. Our desks are the place to do the work for the around 10,700 members of Indiana FFA and without further ado the officer of the 2014-2015 Indiana FFA State Officer Team.

 

Ill start with Kathleen’s desk because hers is the first desk that you see when entering our office. As you can see Kathleen has a love for anything glittery or with a quote. Although it may look like there is a lot on that bulletin board, ever little thing has a purpose. From the pictures reflecting on the year, to the wooden heart she received for Christmas with all of our names on it. Kathleen is organized and determined, but never ceases to let us know how much she loves us. We love you too Aunt Kathy.  


The next desk you see is Derek’s. If you didn’t already know this Derek is extremely organized and put together. We joke that it is kind of intimidating sitting in Derek’s chair because everything has a place. From the books on the side, to the bags on the wall, even the picture frames in the widow, each item has been strategically placed. Derek’s life motto is Be Here and you can see his constant reminders on the wall. Looking at the white boards now I am honestly impressed that they are both not completely covering in to-do list, grocery needs, or simply just movies that we want to watch. I also believe that Derek goes through the most stick notes on the team, but that is because he is continuously working on more than one task at a time.  This is defiantly a desk that gets used.
 


Beside Derek is Dakota. The Reporter has the smallest desk of all, but Dakota has found a way to make it her own. To start I’ll have to mention Bobo the goldfish in the corner that Dakota inherited from Shelby. This year Dakota sure has been fighting the learning curve on how to care for a fish, but with a little coaching she has gotten much better. Dakota’s desk reflects her huge heart. A heart for her family, her friend, her faith, our team and all of Indiana FFA. The flag represents the pride in being the Reporter. Although the desk is small, Dakota accomplishes great things from this area.



Following Dakota is Jacob. Out of all the desk in the officer, Jacob’s reflects his personality the best. I am honesty impressed by the amount of decoration that he has accumulated through the year. The newest addition is the oversized $20’s and $50’s which point to Jacob future in the finical industry. On a sheets of paper you can read "AMAT VICTORIA CURAM" which is Latin for "Victory Loves Preparation." Jacob is a simple man. He doesn’t need much. Coffee, a good book and top gear pretty much describe Jacob and his desk.  


As you continue around the room the next desk is the NRVP’s. Sheep, bling, and a show ring, that is Lindsey. If you haven’t noticed yet, Lindsey is a loved of all things pictures. On the left she keeps her pictures of her family and friends from back on Packerton Road. It is safe to say that Lindsey receives the most mail, so it is not uncommon to see envelops piled up on her desk. When she is not at her desk Lindsey is often working on the couch rocking out to her own music.



I don’t know if you have noticed it or not. But each of the guy have the corner desk. Ironic? I think it was purposely planned this way. Therefore the next desk is mine. I’m sure one first things you notice when looking at my desk is the Batman on the side. He is promptly followed by the Batman quote “You either die a Hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain. Both of these items display my love for my favorite superhero Batman. Another item that makes my desk unique is the five gallon fish tank that divides Lindsey and I’s desks. Being an animal lover I needed something to care for this year and Dwayne is what I got. Although Dwayne is just a goldfish he too loves the FFA. Just look at all the blue and gold in his tank! Moving along, you may notice, that like Derek, everything has a specific location. All my working folders in the corner, calendar on the side, and typically my laptop resides in front of my lamp. All in all I like to say my desk tends to stay pretty organized and I enjoy being in the corner.  

And last and certainly not least is Miss Brittany. Brittany’s desk has pretty much stayed the same since about the first week when she posted up all of her pictures. Brittany’s pictures reflect her friends and family as well as her time in the Dominican Republic and this year as a State Officer. Brittany’s desk is definatly one that gets used quite often. It’s not uncommon to find Brittany working either in her bed, or at her desk, well after everyone else has called it a night. Brittany to has a fish. Its doesn’t really have a name nor does is ever really do anything, regardless it is there in the center for all to see. From pictures to quotes, to memorabilia passed down from previous State Presidents. Brittany’s desk shows us all the servant leader that she is.


And with that you have seen it all. That is our office. As a member I always dreamed about what it would be like to work alongside six others between these four walls. And today I am living out that dream. This year has become more than I ever could have imagined, but I wouldn’t trade a single millisecond for anything in the world.

 

For you always,



Skylar Clingan

2014- 2015 Indiana FFA
State Secretary