I grew up in a small town and the town had the long standing support of a few very prominent families who worked in forestry. Many friends of mine had direct connections to forestry through family members. My parents were teachers and although we were raised in the country, we had no direct connection to agriculture. We had extended family that farmed but the most significant connection we had was a distant relative was the secretary of agriculture under FDR while he was president. I have been researching this since my dad told me and I find it very interesting. I would love to go back to that time and sit with him and ask him questions!
I was not raised in a farm family. I grew up in a family of educators. My father was a music teacher and although he is retired now he still shares this gift with all of those around him. My mom had a birthday recently and he wrote her a song!! Yes, a song!! Who of us out there wouldn’t want their spouses to write them a song but maybe some of us giggle at this idea because we know our spouses would be awful at it…and the idea of them singing would make our ears bleed!! But not for my dad and mom…what a beautiful moment!
My mom has loved working in education for many years, she has dealt with so much; her job has pulled her from one building to the next in Lebanon. Her job slightly changing from building to building and she is a fire cracker when the “system” isn’t working as it should.
Over the years, I have realized my parents are passionate about the children they serve, want the best for children, and somehow manage to check everything at the door when they walk into a room with all those faces looking up at them. My parents are the definition of amazing educators.
I was asked last week why I think living on a farm is so great?? I walked away from that thinking, how am I supposed to answer such a loaded question. There are days I love it, like it, relish in the moments I have here but I will be honestly say some days I want to escape for a few days. Do something different- head to the city or to the mountains but it doesn’t last long until I want the beauty back of the farm and the arbor of the trees cascading out my front window.
I never had spent time at farm until I moved to the hazelnut farm 11 years ago. I had a hard time adjusting at first, it felt so isolated and lonely. Now, I find comfort in the quiet and being able to leave my windows open all the time, and blast music and no one can hear it fore miles. The sunsets are amazing!
Over the many years, I can’t imagine any one who wouldn’t want to live on a farm. Now the isolation is comforting, I can take a deep breath any time I want, walk anywhere I want, who wouldn’t want private access to a few different rivers, endless miles of running and walking, yes, there are always chores to be done. However, living here, family is always close, my children have endless amounts of things to do and acres to do it on, and enough shops to build anything their hearts desire. Last week, my son built an air conditioner and resurrected a 25-year-old weed Wacker by rebuilding the carburetor…. you can ask me how; and all I can tell you is that he was in the shop for 7 hours, he walked out filthy, with the biggest smile on his face and he now has a working air conditioner and his very own working Weed-Wacker!!
The land we live on is important to our quality of life and to others. If some fields near our fields are diseased it can travel through the wind and effect our crop. Farming is about timing, being patient and being stewards of the land and always helping out the farm families around us. I have learned after all these years I now can drive down any road and recognize on any hazelnut orchard which are disease and which aren’t. I can see who takes better care of the land and crop better than others.
I often find myself rambling answers about our farm, the crop, and acres we have to anyone who asks. Sometimes, I hear myself talking I have to smile because I in no way thought I would be this passionate and have the knowledge I do about farming and agriculture. My sister often tells me I know all these random facts about agriculture ad farming…she often asks me; how do you know that?? I shrug and continue to answer her questions.
About a year ago I resigned from the best job I have ever had, I learned, students I taught learned, and the people I worked with were amazing. Most of them grew up on farms. I will always be grateful to Oregon Agriculture in the Classroom Foundation and their board of directors and staff. I was taught so much and was able to share it in a way that was so much a part of me and the way I was raised. I love teaching and seeing children have that “ahh, ha” moment!! I miss teaching Oregon students about agriculture in their communities and our state! It is detrimental for our students in Oregon to learn about the value of agriculture, what it means to take care of the land, and why students need to know where their food comes from.
When we look back at the decisions we have made in the past, it always seems that people claim their vision is 20/20 now, this isn’t always so for me. Working at Oregon AITC was more than a job. It became my passion, my expertise, it gave me the access to teach students all over Oregon. Every day was inspiring in a classroom because I was inspiring students. I cannot put into words what it felt like when students had the “wow” and “ahh, ha” moments when I was teaching about agriculture. If I had the opportunity to be involved with teaching students about Oregon Agriculture in the way I did for seven years, I would jump at the chance.