Two Scout Camps

NOTE: This is a work of fiction. The Boy Scouts and the Girl Scouts throughout the world are great organizations. Support them in any way you can. Personally I like the Thin Mint Cookies that the Girl Scouts sell.



Two Scout Camps

Whoever thought about putting two scout camps on the same lake was a genus. The Boy Scouts of America and the Girl Scouts of America are to be commended. Not only can you get badges in archery or woodcraft but you can also get one in sex education and loose your virginity at the same time.

The boy’s camp is on one side of the lake and the girl’s camp is on the other side but there are about a hundred boats of assorted kinds, shapes, and sizes to traverse the lake anytime of the day or night. For our mile swims it just happens to be exactly a half-mile from our boat dock to the girl’s boat dock. One round trip without stopping is a mile. Even the girls swim a mile too for one of their badges. Of course we have to send a rowboat along with our swimmers to make sure that the little brats don’t drowned.

The week before camp started all of the Councilors and Councilors in Training arrived to get re-aquatinted with the camp. That included the girl’s camp too.

This certainly wasn’t my first year at camp as a Councilor. In fact it was my fourth summer. I’m nineteen years old and I was a CIT for the first two years and then a Councilor last year and this year. We arrived early Saturday morning, threw our stuff in the Councilor’s cabin, and did our camp inspection before noon. As far as we were concerned that was it. We were all set for camp to start for the summer. That left us with nothing to do but fool around until next Saturday when the first week’s campers arrived at noon. It was party time for the next six and a half days.

Fortunately the Girl Scout Councilors did the same thing and felt the same way that we did. I know from past experience and the fact that my eighteen-year-old sister Theresa in one of the Girl Scout Councilors. As I had learned in past summers four of us had sisters across the lake. The other Councilors referred to us four as the ‘brotherhood’ while the girl Councilors called our four sisters the ‘sisterhood.’ They could call us anything that they wanted too, they would anyway.

They’re just jealous because we get special privileges. The eight of us get to spend time together after retreat and dinner almost every night. Our two Camp Directors got together a couple of years ago and decided that it would be good for those four Girl Scouts to attend our evening retreat to see the flag lowered and folded as Taps was played off somewhere up in the woods.