Something To Think About:

Something To Think About:
Children are like wet cement, whatever falls on them makes an impression.

--Hiam Ginott

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Eleven Year Old Scout Day Camp

It turned out fantastic.
No rain after all, only a little bit damp and foggy.  Better that than too hot.
All of the rotations were fabulous.
The first aid 'victims' were more than perfect.  The wounds looked right out of a hollywood movie.  Especially the compound fracture.  It made me a little bit queasy when I first saw it.
The boys learned a lot.  We leaders learned just as much.  We always evaluate after an activity, conference, etc.  What would we repeat, what would we change, did it meet our objectives, and so on.
Lunch was really good.  There is always something unique about eating outdoors.

 Flag ceremony and patrols.

Axes and Knives.
They learned safety, handling, splitting logs, sharpening.
I learned things I never knew before too.
No injuries.  Phew.  You know--boys and knives.

Our secretary was the designated photographer today.  I quit taking pictures once I realized I didn't need to, so these are the only ones I got of the day.  I was too busy rotating around with the boys and doing the food.
The boys had fun and earned their Totin' Chip card which will be presented to them at their next Court of Honor.  Scouting in Primary is complex.  You have one foot in Cub Scouts with the 8-10 year olds and the other foot in Boy Scouts with the 11 year olds.  You need to know and be able to function in both parts and sit on both committees.  It's a big job. A lot of people don't realize that.  I kept looking at those cute boys with messy hair and dirty fingernails and thought how they will be receiving the Priesthood this year.  It made me smile.

It was successful and we all--boys and leaders--had a great time.

At closing ceremonies we did our Stake Leader Patrol yell:

Don't Mess!
Don't Mess!
Don't Mess with the Best, 'cause the Best don't Mess!
Don't Fool!
Don't Fool!
Don't Fool with the Cool, 'cause the Cool don't Fool!
Don't Mess with the Best, Don't Fool with the Cool--
DON'T MESS!

Yeah.  We yelled it till our throats hurt.
It was fun, and the boys eyes and mouths were wide open and the ward leaders were on the ground laughing.

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