Girl Guides 100th Birthday: Will There Be 100 More?
When I was about 10, I graduated from my Brownie troop to Girl Guides. I went to two Guide meetings, never really sure if I still wanted to part of the earnest Girl Guide movement whose preoccupation with duty and order never seemed like a perfect for me. The decision was made for me when the Girl Guide leader ran off with the money and the troop took a temporary break. I never donned the blue shirt again.
This was a anti-climatic end to my life as a Brownie. My sister and a couple friends had worn our ugly brown uniforms, learned how to tie Reef knots, sang songs and did crafts every Wednesday for three years. We had diligently worked at our badge collections – but I have to admit very few of those hard-earned skills stayed with me – earning my sewing badge may have been the pinnacle of my career with a needle and thread.