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How Many Of Us Girls Were ‘Brownies’ And Boys Were Scouts?
I was a Brownie ( will that be changed to something else now?)
I suppose I was a product of Baden Powells teachings, I learnt etiquette, camaraderie and much more as a small girl, how can they erase history like this?
I suppose I was a product of Baden Powells teachings, I learnt etiquette, camaraderie and much more as a small girl, how can they erase history like this?
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I was a brownie and got thrown out for swearing. our Tawny owl had long manicured nails and one meeting we were dancing and I went the wrong way. She grabbed my arm so the nails dug in and pulled me into place. I yelled out "that bloody hurt" and my career as a brownie was over. I honestly cannot see how telling the whole story about a person is erasing history. And...
09:30 Fri 12th Jun 2020
I was a rather reluctant Brownie. I was already busy with piano lessons etc., etc., but my younger sister wanted to join, so she did - but Mum enlisted me so I could walk up with her and bring her back. :(
Worse, I only had about 10 months to go, agewise, so mum wouldn't buy me a uniform. She made me a brown skirt and blouse (uniform was a tunic at the time) but she did buy me the tie. Can you imagine how 'out of it' I was? Despite that, I quite enjoyed it and gained badges, until I came up against knots! I've tried and tried and I still can't manage a reef knot, mine always were 'grannys'.
Later, my girls loved Brownies and Guides and their cousins were Brown Owls, Akeelas and Scouts - so I learned what the movement offered and I thoroughly approved. No reason to change my opinion, so well done Baden-Powell and all those who surrounded his statue in Poole - time we objected to these destroyers and showed them that they are opposed by ordinary people.
Worse, I only had about 10 months to go, agewise, so mum wouldn't buy me a uniform. She made me a brown skirt and blouse (uniform was a tunic at the time) but she did buy me the tie. Can you imagine how 'out of it' I was? Despite that, I quite enjoyed it and gained badges, until I came up against knots! I've tried and tried and I still can't manage a reef knot, mine always were 'grannys'.
Later, my girls loved Brownies and Guides and their cousins were Brown Owls, Akeelas and Scouts - so I learned what the movement offered and I thoroughly approved. No reason to change my opinion, so well done Baden-Powell and all those who surrounded his statue in Poole - time we objected to these destroyers and showed them that they are opposed by ordinary people.
I was a cub scout at the age of about 7 back in the early 50s. Money was very tight post war and there was proper austerity. Quite sensibly our Church Scout pack insisted a 6 month probation before we were initiated and allowed our uniforms. I did my six months in mufti and waited for the day for mum to take her savings up the local outfitters to kit me out with itchy jersey,scarf.woggle,cap,socks,shorts and garters. First night in uniform I proudly presented myself at the cub meeting. After dibbing and dobbing and games that would be banned today for H&S reasons we had to return to our natural dens to let the Scouts take over the church hall. Unfortunately me and my 7 year old Lupines decided to stop in the churchyard and share a pack of 5 Woodbines and a penny book match.Puffing away in the balmy evening we were captured by the stealthy Barloo and were threatened with exposure to the dreaded,fearsome Akela next Friday meeting. I went home to the vixen and told her that I was disillusioned with the silly dibbing and dobbing and wanted to resign my commission immediately.
The vixen was fuming and asked me if I knew how much the uniform cost her out of her family allowance. I weghed up the pros and cons of her discovering I had been cashiered in disgrace for a gasper and stood my ground. No e-bay then for a hardly used uniform. :-(
I redeemed myself later where I joined a couple or three organisations that issued their uniforms for nix.
The vixen was fuming and asked me if I knew how much the uniform cost her out of her family allowance. I weghed up the pros and cons of her discovering I had been cashiered in disgrace for a gasper and stood my ground. No e-bay then for a hardly used uniform. :-(
I redeemed myself later where I joined a couple or three organisations that issued their uniforms for nix.
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