Oh, To Be A Girl Scout
I was thinking this morning about how easy it was to be a little kid. The only things that I cared about were wearing pink, playing at the cottage, my rock collection, mom’s attention, and…. being a Girl Scout, just like my big sister.
Thanks mom, for the pic and for being our Den Mother!
From the moment my sister became a Girl Scout, I made it my mission to be one too. My older sister Julia, is a complete overachiever by nature. Me, not so much. Julia always had straight A’s, so I needed straight A’s. She played Field Hockey and was a teachers pet so I… well, I played Field Hockey. At any rate, I needed to become a Girl Scout.
Back in the day, Girl Scouts kind of consumed our lives. It was about selling cookies, camping out, & struggling for those damn badges. I got up early to put the flag up, tried to out arts & crafts the other kids, & memorized the Girl Scout Promise and Law to death. At the time, it felt like the world was going to end if I did not become a Scout. I didn’t. Julia ended up hating it and quitting..so of course, so did I. In my mind, I’ll forever be a Brownie. Julia will always be a Girl Scout. She’s a lawyer for God’s sake. I should have seen that one coming.
Luckily for me, life these days has been smooth sailing. I’m not quite sure why I was remembering my childhood struggles of living up to my sister. I do know that the next time the waters get rough, I have to remember to look back on the days when I thought it was tough being a Scout. Oh, to be a kid again.
By the way, my son is still totally becoming a Boy Scout.
Thanks to all my aunts for the GS cookie support, I won many awards thanks to you.
Maggie
