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lundi 6 avril 2009

1982 - 1983: My first camp

The first camp for a wolf cub, that must be memorable. It is true, that to leave for the first time on holiday (if one can say that) without his/her parents, that stresses a little. This first camp wolf cubs, it was a camp twinned with the two packs of Belfort. It was of 3rd Bayard and 7th Belfort (it was there that I was). One was to be between 30 and 40 children. A place of camp a few kilometres from Vesoul. At the time, I was eleven years old, and food with people whom I did not know, it was hard for me.

It is there that I learned some gestures from wolf cubs. It was said to me that I did not have the right to make the sign wolf cub, because I did not have make my promise. With is the fact, it what the promise? It is a question which this installation much of children which arrives in scouting. I understood much thing around the promise. What you promise, you will hold it all your life (hard-hard), to make his promise,it is to return in the pack or you will make tracks and finally you will recite a text in front of everyone (hello balls). Lastly, I have until the last days of the camp to think of all that. I remembered a play (customs officers smugglers version Middle Ages). They was sympathetic like play, it was necessary collected the maximum of object for déliver the prince and the princess, so that it Marie. In this play, I had a blue fear to run close to the walls, because it appeared, that there was viper which hid there. This kind of remarks can give the funny one of ideas to some. With the return of one strolls, one was grouped and one awaited the continuation of the activities. And here that one of my comrades, finds an idea (stupid like idea), to make believe that it was made spade by a snake (let us avoid repeating viper). It lies down by ground, howls like a fitchet. During this time, another necks to seek a chief. When this chief arrived in the middle of the group, our wounded pretence, had been raised and laughed a skilled. The organizer, laughed to him rather red, not it was red of anger. One all was convened in front of the control. It have the explanations, then the punishment. Being given that I made sizaine of the person in charge of the hoax, one found oneself to type all the crockery of the camp during two days. I do without the comments, of this hot crockery promessed' emotion. Arrived at two days of the end of the camp, the day ago promise preparation and track. Ca was done in the form of plays, or each one of us was to pass once in each territory. It is true that I had not included/understood the trick well, therefore the tracks, I did not know toujaours not what it was. But good, one will not make a dish of it, because I did not have a track. Me, I wanted to make my promise. It was the last day of the camp, the parents were there, with a giant picnic. I remember that one was in circle and the parents behind. Were invited us to pronounce these mytic words which pronounces wolf cubs, when it makes its promise. I choose to make my to better be: Credit, merry, buddies avac all, sportsman and friend of the lord.

I had a jitter more to remember me the words which I was to say (I to stammer them plusior time this promise, and yet I have do it). It is true that one said to know it by heart, if not promise. And it is there that I received the head of wolf and the badge of promise. I came from renter in the pack and I belonged to the community wolf cubs.

My beginnings of wolf cub

This history starts in September 1982, more precisely Sunday. He yes, my history with scouting starts as with chance in a church. There was in front of the furnace bridge, five young people out of shirt blue, who carried a beret navy blue. I was intrigued by these young people in their behaviour. It is true that in the church of Essert, this blue there, I had never seen it. Discreetly, I ask my father: “it is what these young people”, it answered me “they are scouts”. ah good, and it is what of the scouts? He explained me and proposed to me to see them. They sold the calendar at this beginning of school year. What was surprising, they is that these young people that knew them, since some was in group of cathetism like me. It is this day there there that I said to my parents, me also, I want to be scout. I remember that next saturdays, I took part in my first meeting scoute. I in the middle of the room, had sitting on a chair, or each one was presented. The scouts and the wolf cubs made units activities being given which it was very few. It is there that I discovered a play: the thèque one.Good, I make a point of saying that one did not have a beater. Finally if, but how to say, the beater, it was to acoudoir it bench. I learned how to play thèque with a balustrade of bench. When one ace not of the material in conformity, one always finds what to replace it.

The meeting

This history starts in September 1982, more precisely Sunday. He yes, my history with scouting starts as with chance in a church. There was in front of the furnace bridge, five young people out of shirt blue, who carried a beret navy blue. I was intrigued by these young people in their behaviour. It is true that in the church of Essert, this blue there, I had never seen it. Discreetly, I ask my father: “it is what these young people”, it answered me “they are scouts”. ah good, and it is what of the scouts? He explained me and proposed to me to see them. They sold the calendar at this beginning of school year. What was surprising, they is that these young people that knew them, since some was in group of cathetism like me. It is this day there there that I said to my parents, me also, I want to be scout. I remember that next saturdays, I took part in my first meeting scoute. I in the middle of the room, had sitting on a chair, or each one was presented. The scouts and the wolf cubs made units activities being given which it was very few.It is there that I discovered a play: the thèque one. Good, I make a point of saying that one did not have a beater. Finally if, but how to say, the beater, it was to acoudoir it bench. I learned how to play thèque with a balustrade of bench. When one ace not of the material in conformity, one always finds what to replace it.

Hello and welcome

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When one finds something again, one starts by presenting oneself.

My name is Rost. Eric Rost. I have made scouting for 26 years. I lived full with adventure and strong moments.

I will use this blog to tell this 26 years palpitating life that I lived in scouting.

Then go to the next ticket.

Eric