A Senior's Letter to Their Advisor
The owl is a time-honored emblem of knowledge and wisdom. Being older than the rest of us, you are asked to advise us from time to time as the need arises. Your advice is always based on true knowledge and ripened with wisdom. You are not only a teacher and advisor, but a friend and confidant when we need you to deep talks on FFA road trips and everything in between, we know to keep our ears perked for the tidbits of wisdom where they’re least expected. We know that if it doesn’t work the first time, we should probably go back and try the way you told us to do it in the first place. You help us spread our wings and expand our abilities to points we never thought we’d reach. You keep our feet grounded when our confidence flies higher than our humility. You never let us feel down for too long but always helped us stay humble. You taught us that it’s some of the scary things in life that can be the most valuable and fun. Your jokes always seem to have some kind of life lesson attached, even if we don’t realize it at first.
Your room was always a safe spot for us, something I learned to use to my advantage. You helped me discover who I am, always pushing me to forget the limits I thought I had. My passion for agriculture wouldn’t have made it through high school without you, and I probably wouldn’t have made it through either. You are always making us strive to be the best we can be in everything we do. Even with a lot on your plate, you always have had a way of making sure we felt like a priority. I’ve always looked up to you and would do anything to make you proud. We all would. I thank God that I had such amazing opportunities shown to me by such an incredible man. You were my biggest advocate at the high school and I can only hope that I’ll find a professor just half as great as you always have been in college. Saying goodbye to you on the last Ag class of our senior year will be one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I have no doubt in my mind that everyone from the senior class is going to miss each other and you because you held us together throughout our four, more or less, years of ag classes. We are not friends, students or acquaintances; we are family, and you made sure it was that way. We don’t thank you nearly often enough, so from the bottom of my heart and I’m sure from the rest of the class as well, we’d like to say thank you for everything you do, and everything you’ll continue to do for the following classes!
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