I have a mixture of sadness and laughter as I tell this true story.
Several years ago my Wash D.C./CA grandson was on a father/son Boy Scout Camping trip in VA. A senior scout was in charge and you will soon see why my son-in-law tabbed the senior scout a "Doofus."
This story starts with a scout honored tradition of naming each section or patrol of scouts. Since the camp out was only overnight the name selected would only have very temporary application. The senior scout said how about "Gangsta Bunnies"? The younger boys strongly objected and instead opted for a more manly name----Crusaders. The senior scout shot that down and said you are the "Gangsta Bunnies."
Next the senior scout accused the younger scouts of stealing his camping gear. My son-in-law didn't indicate how the younger scouts discovered the senior scout had in fact intentionally hide his own gear so he could blame the younger scouts for stealing the gear. Finally he "found" his own gear.
Here this true story takes an even weirder turn. The senior scout starts a demonstration on how to start a fire and within a few seconds he sustains what my son-in-law describes as second or third degree burns and had to be rushed to a nearby hospital for treatment. This was the last straw and the camp out was stopped and the younger scouts and dads returned to their homes.
My grandson quit the scouting program soon after this event. The term "Doofus" seems appropriate for this obviously ill prepared senior scout.
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