The Image of My Dream

                     It's eight o'clock on a Monday morning; the room is quiet as the man in charge speaks. The room is filled with the aroma of sweet molasses, alfalfa, and the shavings from Pine and Cedar wood. The sound of clucking chickens and under the breath "moo" of young cattle in the background. The blue and gold logo hangs in the front of the room as we face it and in unison chant the words of our mission statement. Information floats along the walls and instructions hang along the piece of white magnetic walling in the front. There are thirty chairs in perfect rows, filled with eager souls all with there own work station, and one more at the very front for the boss. open minds begin to focus on the flag at the front of the room next to the clock, as they are instructed to grab the knowledge on the shelf that is waiting to be soaked in. This is my 21st century Agriculture classroom.