Tim Kidd's takeover: the magic of Scouting
This is my last chance to write Wayne’s blog before he gets back, and this week my thoughts have turned to the magic of Scouting.
I was interested in the comments that were posted on my last blog. For me, the key points that came through were that Scouting is a great adventure so we should help more young people to be part of it; and it is very hard to choose who should attend something when you have limited places.
Perhaps these hard choices are part of the challenge that Scouting offers to us as adults.
This week I am going to explore the magic way in which Scouting provides opportunities for so many different types of people.
I am a twin, and my brother and I started as Cub Scouts (Beaver Scouts hadn’t been invented when we were young). If you ask my mum she will tell you that it was a good way to help us to grow up, but I reckon it was mostly an excuse to get us out of the house.
My twin was into running, sports and just about anything active. I was into maths, physics, Latin and reading. My sporting prowess at school was legendary because it was so bad. I hated sport, and whilst I was never bullied, I certainly had the mickey taken out of me for being so bad.
But Scouts was different. I was encouraged to get involved in activities and no-one laughed at me – in fact quite the opposite, other Scouts actually helped me.
My interest was grabbed by my Scout Leader’s astute introduction of Naismith’s Rule (it’s a rule of thumb about how long it takes to walk up a hill or mountain – if you are interested, check it on Google). I loved this. So I planned hikes up mountains and could work out how long it would take. And then, here’s the clever bit, I was encouraged to check it out and see if it worked.
What did Scouting do for me?
So what Scouting did for me was to give me the confidence and appetite to try some adventurous activities. I can truly say that I have stood on the tops of mountains just because of Scouting.
My brother, on the other hand, would run up a mountain without worrying about it. So what Scouting did for him was to help him to understand the importance of planning and preparation.
That’s the magic of Scouting. The one activity – hill walking – helped me to learn the practical skills and helped my brother to learn the planning skills.
How clever is that?
Over to you
Please leave a comment below to share your experiences of the magic of Scouting.
Have a great week!