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Badge brief spurs Scouting memoriesOriginally Published January 20, 2013 at 12:00 a.m.
Updated January 18, 2013 at 1:26 p.m.
My son pointed out a brief in our newspaper that impressed both of us: An Eagle Scout in Missouri earned every merit badge offered by the Boys Scouts of America — 134.
As a Girl Scout dropout, I can’t even imagine.
I was never the outdoorsy type. I was more the nose-in-a-book type.
Have you seen the mosquitoes in northeast Arkansas? They are like something out of Jumanji.
My memory of briefly being a Girl Scout is making an ugly wooden candlestick and painting it a putrid green, if I recall, and going to some camp and staying in a gross cabin.
When I had sons, I wanted them to be in Boy Scouts.
My first son loved being outside and joined Boy Scouts immediately. My husband, a former Boy Scout, was one of the volunteers in our son’s Cub Scouts pack.
I remember helping with a Boy Scout banquet once for my younger son, and we actually won for table decoration. I can’t remember the theme, but I borrowed ferns from someone and threw toy dinosaurs on the table.
(Is it sad that 12 years later, I still get a little excited thinking about that win?)
The only other thing I remember is that his Scout leader looked like Jesus, and had the patience of Job to work with those boys.
My two sons earned a few merit badges before their interest waned.
I’m not sure that I earned a single merit badge when I was a Girl Scout. I guess that stupid candlestick gave me something.
Those stacks of Nancy Drew books I read probably would have counted, too, and I played the flute in band.
I may have made it had there been different merit badges, when I was growing up, such as these:
Talking on the telephone. I wore the paint off the foot of my bed growing up, because I had the phone sitting there while I lounged and talked. (See, in the old days, phones had to be attached to the wall.)
Brown-nosing my teachers. I did not consider myself doing this, but some of my classmates did. So I sat on the front seat and hung on every word? What can I say — I was a teacher’s kid.
Prissing. I was a majorette, but I was better at the dancing than the actual twirling.
Arguing. My parents were sure I was going to be a lawyer when I grew up.
Shopping. I believe I was born a Shopping Savant, and I’ve honed my skills the older I’ve gotten.
I admire the Girl Scouts, and the program has evolved a lot since I was a kid — the projects are amazing and make a difference in the world. I have friends whose daughters love it. I have bought truckloads of their cookies.
That reminds me — isn’t it almost cookie time?
Can I get a merit badge for most-consecutive years of ordering Thin Mints?
Senior writer Tammy Keith can be reached at (501) 327-0370 or email@example.com.
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