(A little forewarning: This blog post is going to be very long. There are some parts that get deep and you get to understand what I felt about some situations and FFA as a whole and there are going to be parts that are going to sound more like a diary and me telling a story. No offense, but this was not meant for you; it was more of a way to get my thoughts out into pixels for me to look at for tomorrow. SO sit back and enjoy :D) Such a simple sentence fragment...but what does it truly mean? To me it means a new way of life, somewhere to belong and grow and come out on the other side as an amazing person. If you would have known me back in 2003, you would have known 9 year old who loved video games and was pretty good at school. He could make his friends laugh but was awkward around girls and new people. The Vinz Karl as everyone knew him back in Richfield, Minnesota was a bright kid who was going to do some pretty great things with his life. However these aren't the things he was expecting. Later on in the next year Vinz's whole world would shatter with just one piece of news from his mom: The family was moving to little ole' Arlington, Minnesota. "That hick of a town??!?!", Vinz exclaimed, "That's nothing but a village, they can hardly call it a town!" But Arlington would be a new beginning for Vinz and everything he knew was going to be thrown out the window.When we got to Arlington, I had a lot to learn. I knew nothing about agriculture which meant I basically knew nothing outside of my home; Arlington is a very agriculture-based economy. I went to school and started my 5th grade year and sort of just drifted through 5th and 6th grade, and then the transition to 7th grade was rough on me and you can ask anyone about that. Okay, so I've gotten a little off topic, but it will be worth it, trust me! And here we are, at my 8th grade year: the year that would begin the ball down the great big hill that is: FFA. I joined FFA for a sort of trial period in 8th grade, as 8th graders we were allowed to do some things but not too much, it was a great experience to get my toe in the water and foot in the door, but at this point I basically got just my pinky toe in.
I started to warm up to my ag teacher at that point: Mr. Jeff Eppen. I've never told him this but I was really starting to look up to him for guidance, so when I heard that he was going to South Central to teach the next year, I took it rather hard. I guess you could say this was my first of many let downs in my FFA career. I was looking forward to having an amazing semester in the classroom with him and doing some amazing things, especially making fishing poles. But he went off for a year and his replacement Mrs. Katie Brown stepped in. Don't get me wrong, I didn't hate Mrs. Brown, but I didn't really enjoy her either. She was a wonderful person, teacher, and role model, but she wasn't what I was looking for. In my mind she could never hold up to Eppen, so she was at an automatic disadvantage.
Throughout all of this: my 8th and 9th grade year, I sort of just drifted around in FFA. I went to some events and I went to State Convention just to go and I participated in BIG just to make it to state. I helped with the corn drive to get out of school and have a good time with some people. I knew FFA was a cool thing, I just didn't see where I belonged in it and why it was so cool.
So this brings us to let down #2 and #3 of my FFA career: Not getting start Greenhand at our chapter banquet and being announced as the Chapter Parliamentarian for the 2009-2010 year. What did the other two have that I didn't have? Was it because I didn't grow up on a farm? Was I not good enough? What was wrong with me that I didn't get anything I wanted? For goodness sakes, I didn't even know what parliamentary procedure was and I definitely couldn't spell it! But at the same time I wasn't passionate enough about FFA to care that much. At that point it was just an award or an office to obtain; there wasn't much meaning behind it. I guess looking back now, maybe that's why I didn't get it, maybe I didn't deserve any of it. But I just brushed it off and continued living my regular life. It wasn't until my sister talked me into to SGLC when my world would truly fall into place.
SGLC: The deciding factor, the life changing week, the place I found who I truly was. Without it, I don't know where I would be today. I would have nothing to define myself by if I had not found my passion for FFA at SGLC. When I first arrived at SGLC I was lost, terrified, and mainly freaked out by the crazy people around me. Everyone was so excited; what could they possibly be this excited for? It was just another camp that would take up a week's worth of my time. My welcome began with Ms. Katie Zenk recognizing my name because of my sister. At least I started off my week with one friend, if you can call her that at that point. (Of course Katie and I would go on to become fairly good friends in the future, but I had no idea of that) Then we went into bag checks and the medicine check in. Well the Region President who took my medicine noticed my name and how unique it was, got pretty excited about it which made me step back for a moment. I was the quiet and fairly awkward kid that I normally was when I first meet people, so this really got me scared. But I can gladly say that Region President, Ms. Kirsten Pagel, is a great friend and someone who has truly made a difference in my life and helped me countless ways along my path.
When we went into session and throughout the first few days I looked around I felt out of place. I felt like I didn't belong because I didn't live on a farm, love country music, and for goodness sakes I wanted to be a video game designer at that point! I was starting to doubt why I was there at all. But one individual gave a talk in a breakout session that would forever change my life and reassure me every day that I did belong. This individual was Ms. Crystal Jones. Now I don't know if she knows this, but she is the reason I am who I am today; the real reason behind why SGLC made such an impact in my life. Crystal told us that you didn't have to come from, or plan on going back, to a farm. You just need passion and a love of agriculture; for FFA. I started to realize that I did belong; I did love the people who were around me and that they were some truly amazing people that I could have an amazing time with.
Mr. Kirby Schmidt also played a key role in how I viewed FFA. He showed a genuine interest in me: who I was, where I came from, and what I wanted to do. He cared for me on a personal level, and what a concept that was to an incoming FFA member. Here I am, one of the something-odd thousands of members of the Minnesota FFA and the President cares about me. He showed me that FFA can be so much more personal that what one may view on the outside, and he would go on to be a figure to model for others that I could impact through my work. (When Kirby came to our chapter banquet later in the year it was the first time I had ever heard of anyone asking my sister if she was MY sister. It's usually the other way around, and this showed that I was getting a name for myself!)
So yeah, SGLC was an amazing experience and I was going to keep it with me when I got back to my chapter. I was going to use what I learned to go back and kick some butt and truly make a difference; but that was easier said than done. When I got back no one cared that I had gone to SGLC or that I had found my passion for FFA or that I felt like a big shot. They all viewed me as the city kid that is in FFA. Most of the other members of my chapter live on a farm so they are the "experts", which I will agree with them most of the time, I do not know more about agriculture than they do, that's for sure. But what I do have is passion: passion for learning, passion for growing, passion for making a difference in others' lives; passion for the future.
This passion is what keeps me going; it's what keeps me going to FFA event after FFA event and continuing to learn about agriculture as a whole. Now for time's sake (not that I haven't already talked about a lot, but if I told you every little detail I'd be here for hours) I'm going to skip over some events like the corn drives, the officer retreats, and such, to my next let down in my FFA career. #4: Not getting Chapter Treasurer like I so greatly desired.
When I found out I didn't get treasurer I was crushed, crushed like a bug on a windshield. I got the position of Chapter Officer at Large, aka let's give this poor kid a position just to make him part of the team but he really won't have any responsibilities or anything, it's just for show. You'd think I'd be used to it at that point, being underestimated and everything, but nope; it still hurt. But I was going to take that hurt and turn it into something better: passion. I was going to use that disappointment and fuel it into my passion to make that flame even greater. With my passion I was going to take this FFA thing and run it into the ground. I was going to show Eppen and Uhly that they made the wrong choice and that I could outshine anyone.
And this was a great way to keep myself going when I was at a low point in my FFA career, but it could not last. Which is when the perfect opportunity came for me to realize what truly went on in the FFA world. Sure I had touched on it before in my mind, but I had never truly realized it until I went back to camp to SLCCL in 2010. This too was an amazing experience. What this week showed me is that people in FFA care about each other. People I hardly knew, that I saw once every few weeks, months, or once a year, really cared about me. Two men that showed this to me at SLCCL were Mr. Justin Crowley and Mr. Jared Hanson. They cared so much about me and what I would continue to do throughout my FFA career. They are two amazing role models that I have found in my FFA journey.
After all of this I went back to my chapter and I got more readily involved, I started asking about camps and keeping my eyes and ears ready to find any new camps or conferences I could go to. I was climbing up the ladder that was FFA. This all lead to the realization that I was where I was because of those Region Presidents and State Officers that I had met at camps. Thus I was determined to run for Region President and get it. Looking back I probably wanted the position just have it, just as another reason to show Eppen and Uhly that they had made the wrong choice the previous years for chapter officers. My head was in it for all the wrong reasons. I went into the interview nervous and half sure of myself. Thus was born let down #5; I ended up getting Region Treasurer and I was devastated. But everyone I knew told me to make the best out of my year and to consider myself lucky that I got a region office. They were right: I was given that opportunity and I was going to run with it.
And so I did and I used all of my emotions as greater fuel. I used that year to grow and learn about so many things that I wouldn't have gotten the opportunity to if I wasn't Region Treasurer. The greatest things that happened in that year were being able to go to WLC and SLCCL again. WLC showed me that I can make a difference. I can do whatever it is I want if I have enough drive and supplies to do it. Even though I am one small person in the grand scheme of things I can do so much to make a difference.
SLCCL #2 was where I realized why I truly want to be Region President. I want to make a difference in so many members' lives like previous Region Presidents have done for me. At SLCCL I took the chance to invest in some members and to able to make a difference in their lives shows me I am doing something right. I may not have been up there as Region VII President, but I was behind the scenes making a difference to at least one person. I want to use that Region Presidency to give back to the organization that has given me my identity, that has taught me more things than I can list back to you, that has changed my life.
So here I am right now: it's 12:11 the night before I run for Region VII President for a second time. I know that no matter what happens tomorrow I will continue to love FFA, I will continue to make a difference, I will continue to be a mentor for others, I will continue to exist. Region Presidency isn't something you should strive for because it's a stepping stone, it isn't something you should do to put on a resume or to pick up girls, it should be something that you are fully passionate about: your region and the members in it. I want to see our region move forward in so many directions, I want to see our members grow and find their passion for FFA. I feel like I can be that difference in the region to make this all happen. But who knows, maybe that's not what the nom com will see in me today, maybe someone else is a better candidate. If that happens to be so then I will gladly welcome it, as long as they better the region greater than I would have.
So this is a light version of what I have been through and why I am doing what I am tomorrow. Like I said, it's more of something for me to look at tomorrow and remind myself of what I truly care about. I have done so much more in FFA than what is written here that doesn't pertain to my leadership, let downs, passion, and drive to make a difference, but maybe that's for another day.