<!--QuoteBegin-Talesin+Feb 28 2005, 06:03 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Talesin @ Feb 28 2005, 06:03 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Unfortunately I was ejected from Scouts early on, when a demonstration of a model catapult went horribly awry and ended up embedding a 1" steel ball bearing halfway into a ceiling joist. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Meanwhile someone holds a knife to my throat, destroys my tent by throwing large (big, not small) rocks (and hitting my friend in the head, causing him to need stitches), and also being beaten w/ tent poles. and they don't even get in trouble...
I found it ended up much like a popularity contest where we were; where the 'boyscouts' would only pay proper attention when scout masters were around. Plus they wanted me to get pieces of paper for starting fires and using an axe (something I did very commonly 'up-north' already). I guess we were missing out on lots of the Christian aspects of it, though...don't remember any of that.
...I think I was a Webelo or something. The one's with the icon of the New Orleans Saints.
Note to people: Carving a knife for your woodcarving badge doesn't count <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> .
<!--QuoteBegin-Talesin+Feb 28 2005, 07:03 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Talesin @ Feb 28 2005, 07:03 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Unfortunately I was ejected from Scouts early on, when a demonstration of a model catapult went horribly awry and ended up embedding a 1" steel ball bearing halfway into a ceiling joist. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Talesin.coolfactor ++
I didn't make it into Scouts, I did the elementry school version of it though. I had one damn fast pinewood derby car, lemme tell you.
I got through cubs and in the first scouts "session", I was introduced to this charming little game called "swing the brick". This works by wrapping a brick up in a load of bubble wrap, tying a rope around it so that there's a good length to grab onto. Someone is chosen to grab the end of this, then everyone stands in a circle, the radius of which is the same as the length of the rope, then the guy in the middle basicly swings the brick around as hard as he can, and you have to jump over it. You really don't wanna get hit or you pretty much somersault sideways.
When I was younger, my father would occasionaly suggest that I join the boyscouts. He never really pressed the matter, and I outright refused.
Then, when I was around fourteen I think, I was playing amateur theater, and were giving a performance for a group of boyscouts. We spent an hour waiting for people to show up, because they had printed the wrong time in the program. So meanwhile, those boyscouts that were already there started doing some sort of insane ritual/song involving nonsensical phrases and lots of odd gestures. Had this been the middle ages, they would have been burned on the pyre for being posessed. Had this been anywhere but the boyscouts, they would have been locked up in a mental institution. We watched flabbergasted as they repeated it several times, and somehow it stuck. The next time my dad suggested that I join the boyscouts, I started doing that. After he was done staring at me slack-jawed, I explained matters to him. We all had a good laugh, and I never heard another word about boyscouting.
I'd have to say these experiences differed greatly from mine.
Of course I was in one of those troops that pumped out the eagle scouts... pretty much anyone who stayed in till 18 managed to get the rank. I would've gotten it earlier if it weren't for my music, which took up a great deal of my time.
And you think a scout couldn't do much in a fight? Most of use can handle fire arms quite well.
I was in boyscouts for three or four years, it bored the hell out of me. I had all the stuff that was required of me but I hated going ecerytime as I saw it as a waste of time. They also didnt like it when I pulled out a pocket knife and started to make a spear out of a fallen branch
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hehe nice! congrats!
I used to be a scout then I quit when I was like a 2nd level whatever comes after bear cubscout <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
I did it in NY then in OH. Then it jsut got really boring for me and I didnt like the other kids in my group so i quit.
Probably helped that I grew up in a military household. My project was co-planning and building a house for Habitat For Humanity. 100+ hours of labor, but it was worth it. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
Youth groups of <i>any</i> sort have never been my thing. I was a "joey scout" very briefly (afaik it's an Australian thing, and joey scouts are basically kids who aren't yet old enough to be cub scouts) but found it insanely boring. That said, the word "woggle" still makes me grin.
<!--QuoteBegin-Talesin+Mar 1 2005, 09:35 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Talesin @ Mar 1 2005, 09:35 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Here I believe they're 'Webelos'. I have no idea where the word came from.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Webelos? = <b>We</b>'ll <b>Be</b> <b>Lo</b>yal <b>S</b>couts ?
<!--QuoteBegin-Invader Scoot+Feb 28 2005, 09:49 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Invader Scoot @ Feb 28 2005, 09:49 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> In my area if you're a boyscout you can pretty much kiss your social life goodbye. Maybe it's just around here? <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Well its the opposite back in my home country (Malaysia). Scouting there is taken up from the British System for your info.
Anyways because back in conservative Asia, we still have a lot of boys-only and girls-only schools. The ONLY way to ever meet the opposite gender at times was to join the a club that had inter-school social events. Scouting was one of them.
When you joined the scouts there (there were various branches like Air Scouts, Navy Scouts), you joined for only 3 reason usually 1. Because you like the outdoor life and the scouts in general 2. To make it look good on your CV 3. To go to the social events
Reason #3 was always in my boy-only high school. So pretty much joining the scouts was a way to up your social life ;p And yes all the hot/cute girls joined scouting as well ;p
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I'm an Eagle Scout too. Congrats!
In my experience the amount of fun you have in scouting really depends on what troop you are with. My troop scheduled a weekend camping trip every month and at least two week long trips in the summer. With them I learned to backpack, rock climb, canoe, kayak, cave, rappel, and lots of other things, and had an amazing time doing it.
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<!--QuoteBegin-Spacer+Feb 28 2005, 03:53 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Spacer @ Feb 28 2005, 03:53 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I got through cubs and in the first scouts "session", I was introduced to this charming little game called "swing the brick". This works by wrapping a brick up in a load of bubble wrap, tying a rope around it so that there's a good length to grab onto. Someone is chosen to grab the end of this, then everyone stands in a circle, the radius of which is the same as the length of the rope, then the guy in the middle basicly swings the brick around as hard as he can, and you have to jump over it. You really don't wanna get hit or you pretty much somersault sideways.
Thus I realised that scouts wasn't for me :|. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> hmm...
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well i didnt like many people in my troop, but i did go on some high adventure stuff with other troops. i went to philmont once, and boundary waters twice. amazing trips.
Believe it or not, as stupid as it sounds, it actually does impress employers to see 'eagle scout' on a resume. The last two jobs I had, I had my boss comment on that. Sometimes they'll have a relative or a friend of their own that is an eagle scout, and these little coincidences can help you land the job, as dumb as it may seem. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> The only reason I see why it might be impressive to employers is because they know they'll be employing someone who will dig a hole for concrete blocks because someone tells them that future employers will be impressed by it.
<!--QuoteBegin-6john+Mar 1 2005, 03:32 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (6john @ Mar 1 2005, 03:32 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> well i didnt like many people in my troop, but i did go on some high adventure stuff with other troops. i went to philmont once, and boundary waters twice. amazing trips. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> I've been to Philmont too. Didn't like it at all though.
<!--QuoteBegin-DOOManiac+Feb 28 2005, 03:17 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (DOOManiac @ Feb 28 2005, 03:17 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Talesin+Feb 28 2005, 06:03 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Talesin @ Feb 28 2005, 06:03 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Unfortunately I was ejected from Scouts early on, when a demonstration of a model catapult went horribly awry and ended up embedding a 1" steel ball bearing halfway into a ceiling joist. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Meanwhile someone holds a knife to my throat, destroys my tent by throwing large (big, not small) rocks (and hitting my friend in the head, causing him to need stitches), and also being beaten w/ tent poles. and they don't even get in trouble... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Not bad, but I was sitting around a fire with a bunch of my friends when some kid playing with a lighter dropped it into the fire. The lighter exploded, flew into the air and went down some kid's shirt, lighting his shirt on fire and burning him.
I was in good ol' english cub scouts. And beavers before that. Couldn't be bothered with actual scouts though, it clashed with The Bill I seem to recall.
I think the reason that I never went on to Scouts from Cubs (and previously Beavers, to which I was introduced from a very young age <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> ) was partly because I grew to dislike compulsory church on Sunday, and partly because I grew up and decided that I was too old for undiluted orange squash with cow-embossed biscuits. Then again, I'll never know which healthy culinary combination the Scouts got given for their weekly vittles.
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Meanwhile someone holds a knife to my throat, destroys my tent by throwing large (big, not small) rocks (and hitting my friend in the head, causing him to need stitches), and also being beaten w/ tent poles. and they don't even get in trouble...
...I think I was a Webelo or something. The one's with the icon of the New Orleans Saints.
Note to people: Carving a knife for your woodcarving badge doesn't count <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> .
Talesin.coolfactor ++
I didn't make it into Scouts, I did the elementry school version of it though. I had one damn fast pinewood derby car, lemme tell you.
This works by wrapping a brick up in a load of bubble wrap, tying a rope around it so that there's a good length to grab onto. Someone is chosen to grab the end of this, then everyone stands in a circle, the radius of which is the same as the length of the rope, then the guy in the middle basicly swings the brick around as hard as he can, and you have to jump over it. You really don't wanna get hit or you pretty much somersault sideways.
Thus I realised that scouts wasn't for me :|.
Then, when I was around fourteen I think, I was playing amateur theater, and were giving a performance for a group of boyscouts. We spent an hour waiting for people to show up, because they had printed the wrong time in the program. So meanwhile, those boyscouts that were already there started doing some sort of insane ritual/song involving nonsensical phrases and lots of odd gestures. Had this been the middle ages, they would have been burned on the pyre for being posessed. Had this been anywhere but the boyscouts, they would have been locked up in a mental institution. We watched flabbergasted as they repeated it several times, and somehow it stuck.
The next time my dad suggested that I join the boyscouts, I started doing that. After he was done staring at me slack-jawed, I explained matters to him. We all had a good laugh, and I never heard another word about boyscouting.
Of course I was in one of those troops that pumped out the eagle scouts... pretty much anyone who stayed in till 18 managed to get the rank. I would've gotten it earlier if it weren't for my music, which took up a great deal of my time.
And you think a scout couldn't do much in a fight? Most of use can handle fire arms quite well.
I might push my lil bro into though... lol My dad quit drinking and smoking, so we could pay for him to go in *shrug*
Wasn't really for me. Parading around in the woods in your brown short shorts to grab a couple badges.....no thanks.
congrats!
I used to be a scout then I quit when I was like a 2nd level whatever comes after bear cubscout <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
I did it in NY then in OH. Then it jsut got really boring for me and I didnt like the other kids in my group so i quit.
oh well.
Probably helped that I grew up in a military household. My project was co-planning and building a house for Habitat For Humanity. 100+ hours of labor, but it was worth it. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
Youth groups of <i>any</i> sort have never been my thing. I was a "joey scout" very briefly (afaik it's an Australian thing, and joey scouts are basically kids who aren't yet old enough to be cub scouts) but found it insanely boring. That said, the word "woggle" still makes me grin.
Webelos? = <b>We</b>'ll <b>Be</b> <b>Lo</b>yal <b>S</b>couts ?
I heard that somewhere...
<!--QuoteBegin-Invader Scoot+Feb 28 2005, 09:49 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Invader Scoot @ Feb 28 2005, 09:49 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> In my area if you're a boyscout you can pretty much kiss your social life goodbye. Maybe it's just around here? <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well its the opposite back in my home country (Malaysia). Scouting there is taken up from the British System for your info.
Anyways because back in conservative Asia, we still have a lot of boys-only and girls-only schools. The ONLY way to ever meet the opposite gender at times was to join the a club that had inter-school social events. Scouting was one of them.
When you joined the scouts there (there were various branches like Air Scouts, Navy Scouts), you joined for only 3 reason usually
1. Because you like the outdoor life and the scouts in general
2. To make it look good on your CV
3. To go to the social events
Reason #3 was always in my boy-only high school. So pretty much joining the scouts was a way to up your social life ;p And yes all the hot/cute girls joined scouting as well ;p
In my experience the amount of fun you have in scouting really depends on what troop you are with. My troop scheduled a weekend camping trip every month and at least two week long trips in the summer. With them I learned to backpack, rock climb, canoe, kayak, cave, rappel, and lots of other things, and had an amazing time doing it.
This works by wrapping a brick up in a load of bubble wrap, tying a rope around it so that there's a good length to grab onto. Someone is chosen to grab the end of this, then everyone stands in a circle, the radius of which is the same as the length of the rope, then the guy in the middle basicly swings the brick around as hard as he can, and you have to jump over it. You really don't wanna get hit or you pretty much somersault sideways.
Thus I realised that scouts wasn't for me :|. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
hmm...
/me grabs the Camcorder and calls his friends.
I too am an Eagle scout.
Believe it or not, as stupid as it sounds, it actually does impress employers to see 'eagle scout' on a resume. The last two jobs I had, I had my boss comment on that. Sometimes they'll have a relative or a friend of their own that is an eagle scout, and these little coincidences can help you land the job, as dumb as it may seem. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
The only reason I see why it might be impressive to employers is because they know they'll be employing someone who will dig a hole for concrete blocks because someone tells them that future employers will be impressed by it.
Gotta love that logic.
I've been to Philmont too. Didn't like it at all though.
In fact I can't even remember where it was. :P
Meanwhile someone holds a knife to my throat, destroys my tent by throwing large (big, not small) rocks (and hitting my friend in the head, causing him to need stitches), and also being beaten w/ tent poles. and they don't even get in trouble... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Not bad, but I was sitting around a fire with a bunch of my friends when some kid playing with a lighter dropped it into the fire. The lighter exploded, flew into the air and went down some kid's shirt, lighting his shirt on fire and burning him.
I was in good ol' english cub scouts. And beavers before that. Couldn't be bothered with actual scouts though, it clashed with The Bill I seem to recall.
Do US Scouts have to go to Church? or is it more non-religious?