Roots to the Farm

When asked about my family roots during response questions and discussions on Thursday, I was kind of thrown for a loop because it's not really something I often consider. However after giving it some thought it filled in many blanks that explain why I am the way I am today. My roots run back to my grandfather's old house where my dad’s side of the family was raised. All were raised with the motto do it right the first time that way you don’t have to do it again. Because my dad’s side of the family is really the only side I communicate with, this motto has definitely been passed down to me through them. Since they were raised on land with horses and some other farm animals I believe that’s what originally peaked my interest to pursue that same path and attend an agricultural school. Just as Harry and Wynston from Part 1 of Deeply Rooted fall into routine to care for their animals, I fell into routine of rising early to make the long commute to my school to care for theirs. At my grandfather's house nothing was ever handed to you without hard work and persistence and that has definitely influenced how I approach life's challenges and work for what I want. It was no easy task juggling all of my responsibilities and working to have money for school, just as it isn't easy for the farmers to make a living with the unpredicted future of what the outcome of profit would be. Because of my roots I can say I took a different path than most. With agricultural practices getting smaller and smaller as discussed in the book, what once was public knowledge is a mystery to most. With this background I feel educated, my roots have helped me see what many others now don’t even consider. For that I am grateful.