Memories of Harvest from a Future Aggie--Blake Proffit
For two years now I have been thinking and dreading this day. Ten years ago, on August 22, I started my first day of first grade at a new school called Harvest Community School. My first teacher was Ms. Carrie. As time went by, I became quite acclimated here--so much that I even tried to lay an egg on a teacher’s foot.
As the years went by, friendships formed. Teachers came and probably even left because of me. I butted heads with Ms. Angie a lot, but she never gave up on me. I was a part of the Harvest family. By sixth grade, I thought I would never live to see the year 2020 because of the awful subject called math. As Ms. Melissa used to say, “Suck it up and keep moving!” And that’s what I did.
Soon, middle school rolled around. Boy was that a kick in the teeth! I made it through and found out there was no getting around Ms. Tammy–ever! Before I knew it, I found myself a freshman in high school. My relationship with friends got stronger and the thought of being scared for my life by Ms. Angie also went away. By the end of last year, school became like walking into a second home, but, by this time, I knew I would not get to graduate at Harvest which I love so much.
This year rolled around, which has been the hardest year of my life, knowing that I would have to leave home and be on a new adventure that God has for some reason put before me. I will miss you all so much and I hope one of y’all in here picks up where I have left off. I can’t thank the teachers here enough!
Note from the Teachers: While we are going to miss Blake a lot, we are so excited to see him pursue his passion at the SC Governor's School for Agriculture. We wish you all the best and we are praying for you on your new adventure.
As the years went by, friendships formed. Teachers came and probably even left because of me. I butted heads with Ms. Angie a lot, but she never gave up on me. I was a part of the Harvest family. By sixth grade, I thought I would never live to see the year 2020 because of the awful subject called math. As Ms. Melissa used to say, “Suck it up and keep moving!” And that’s what I did.
Soon, middle school rolled around. Boy was that a kick in the teeth! I made it through and found out there was no getting around Ms. Tammy–ever! Before I knew it, I found myself a freshman in high school. My relationship with friends got stronger and the thought of being scared for my life by Ms. Angie also went away. By the end of last year, school became like walking into a second home, but, by this time, I knew I would not get to graduate at Harvest which I love so much.
This year rolled around, which has been the hardest year of my life, knowing that I would have to leave home and be on a new adventure that God has for some reason put before me. I will miss you all so much and I hope one of y’all in here picks up where I have left off. I can’t thank the teachers here enough!
Note from the Teachers: While we are going to miss Blake a lot, we are so excited to see him pursue his passion at the SC Governor's School for Agriculture. We wish you all the best and we are praying for you on your new adventure.
