FFA Proceedings 2002
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Retiring Address<br />
38<br />
“It’s MY turn!” “No, it’s my<br />
turn!” “Oh no, it’s definitely MY<br />
turn!” “I don’t think so…it’s my<br />
turn!”<br />
You’ve got to love it—two<br />
brothers deciding who gets to ride<br />
up front in the family vehicles.<br />
Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t<br />
know if you have ever done this,<br />
but to my brother Derek and I,<br />
deciding whose turn it is, is a pretty<br />
big deal.<br />
Dane White, President<br />
Tenth Convention Session<br />
It’s Your Turn<br />
We both always want to ride up<br />
front because, think about it—if<br />
you’re riding shotgun and it’s your<br />
turn, you have it made! You are<br />
the one who can create change.<br />
You can change the temperature<br />
by simply reaching up and turning<br />
a dial. Or you can push a button<br />
and change the radio station. And<br />
even better, you could use your<br />
precious moments up front to<br />
change your mom’s mind about<br />
raising your allowance. See, when<br />
it is your turn, you are golden.<br />
See, in the old days, we would<br />
argue about it and used to just try<br />
and beat each other to the car.<br />
We’d race outside and the first<br />
person to climb inside without<br />
being tripped, shoved or slammed<br />
in the door would be declared the<br />
winner.<br />
Well, things changed for the<br />
better when my dad sold his old<br />
pickup truck and bought a new<br />
one. I remember the day he pulled<br />
in our driveway—Derek and I<br />
went rushing out to see it, and as<br />
we climbed inside it, our world<br />
was thrown completely off its axis<br />
because, yes, it had a bench seat!<br />
That meant three people could<br />
ride up front—Dad, Derek and<br />
myself. (Mom could ride in back;<br />
we could definitely take her.) So,<br />
if I chose for it to be, every day it<br />
would be my turn!!<br />
Well, guess what—your lives<br />
are exactly the<br />
same way. If you<br />
simply choose for<br />
it to be, then it’s<br />
your turn! It<br />
doesn’t take a<br />
magic age, title or<br />
process—only a<br />
conscious choice!<br />
Every day of your<br />
life, you have the<br />
power to create<br />
change.<br />
So now that<br />
you know, what<br />
will you change<br />
first? I say, aim to<br />
change nothing less than the<br />
world and start with yourself.<br />
Strive for personal excellence and<br />
be the best person you can be. As<br />
others follow your example, the<br />
world will change—even if it is<br />
one person at a time!<br />
Now, you may be asking yourself,<br />
“How will I ever do that?” To<br />
strive for personal excellence, you<br />
must do two things: Challenge<br />
yourself to continually grow, and<br />
always choose to do what is right<br />
rather than what is easy.<br />
I’ll never forget the first time I<br />
experienced the power of growth<br />
and discovered how that creates<br />
permanent change. It was<br />
February during my freshman year<br />
in high school when my family<br />
headed up to Mt. Ashland,<br />
Oregon, for our annual ski weekend.<br />
Having skied since I was five, at<br />
this point in my career, I tended<br />
to ski alone. I spent the whole<br />
morning in my familiar place, and<br />
I had a pretty standard routine<br />
that I would always follow: Get on<br />
the chair lift, strike up a conversation<br />
with the person sitting next<br />
to me and then impress everyone<br />
within view as I glided easily off<br />
the chair and came to a halt at<br />
the head of the run. Then I would<br />
take just a few breaths—admiring<br />
my kingdom and looking at my<br />
quaint subjects meander down the<br />
slope—before I would quite dramatically<br />
push off and speed down<br />
the hill. I’d fly by people and<br />
laugh as I threw snow on the skis<br />
of those who went too slow.<br />
Eventually I would reach the bottom,<br />
bask in my glory for a few<br />
moments and then get back on<br />
the chairlift and repeat the<br />
process. I had it made!<br />
After a morning of good skiing,<br />
I met back up with my brother<br />
Derek for lunch, and all he did<br />
was talk, talk, talk. It was all<br />
about his daring adventures, his<br />
crazy jumps and the fact that he<br />
was all over the mountain. After<br />
he was finally done blabbing, I<br />
think my competitive streak came<br />
out and I asked him, “Yeah, well,<br />
how many times have you fallen<br />
today?” “Oh, about 20 times.<br />
Maybe a little bit more.” Then,<br />
with a smug grin on my face, I<br />
said, “Well…I haven’t even<br />
crashed once, and in fact, I was<br />
passing people all day long!<br />
Leaving them in my snow dust!”<br />
Well, at that, my brother rolled<br />
his eyes and said to me, “Oh, you<br />
haven’t fallen, Dane? You’ve been<br />
passing people left and right?<br />
Well, that is sure amazing—since<br />
you haven’t even left the BUNNY<br />
SLOPE! The people you are passing<br />
are either 7 or 70 years old!<br />
Woo hoo! Gold star!! Why don’t<br />
you try something new for once?”<br />
Though I hated the fact that<br />
my little brother had a point, I<br />
simply sat and ate my sandwich in<br />
a humbled silence.