Appreciating Girl Scout/Guide Volunteers

Appreciating Girl Scout/Guide Volunteers


November 19, 1998

An anthology of material that serves to recognize and appreciate the time and effort expended by Girl Scout and Girl Guide volunteers everywhere, and also reminds us of why we keep doing this.

Note

Volunteers don't get paid---not because they are worthless but because they are priceless!


Compiled by

Neil Savage

Exeter, New Hampshire

Contents

1 A Careful Soul

By Ley Cash - San Gorgonio Girl Scout Council

2 A Parent's Lament

Adapted from the original poem by Paul Nepermann, Cub Master, Pack 153

3 Angel in Green

Submitted by: Vicki Saldana
Vickisaldana@worldnet.att.net

4 Because You Said 'Yes'

Because you said 'yes':

And the circle will continue...because you said, "YES"

5 Benefits List

Thank you all for taking time out of your busy lives to show your interest in girl scouting. By joining Girl Scouts your daughter will be entering an organization with a tradition of helping girls to become self sufficient, productive members of society.

I have here a list of many of the benefits:

6 Candy Prescription

TAKE AS NEEDE -REFILLS ALWAYS WELCOME

7 The Day I Was Too Busy

"Mommy, look!" cried my daughter, Darla, pointing to a chicken hawk soaring through the air.

"Uh huh," I murmured, driving, lost in thought about the tight schedule of my Day.

Disappointment filled her face. "What's the matter, Sweetheart?" I asked, entirely dense.

"Nothing," my seven-year-old said. The moment was gone. Near home, we slowed to search for the albino deer that comes out from behind the thick mass of trees in the early evening. She was nowhere to be seen.

"Tonight, she has too many things to do," I said.

"Dinner, baths and phone calls filled the hours until bedtime.

"Come on, Darla, time for bed!" She raced past me up the stairs. Tired, I kissed her on the cheek, said prayers and tucked her in.

"Mom, I forgot to give you something!" she said. My patience was gone.

"Give it to me in the morning," I said, but she shook her head.

"You won't have time in the morning!" she retorted.

"I'll take time," I answered defensively. Sometimes no matter how hard I tried, time flowed through my fingers like sand in an hourglass, never enough. Not enough for her, for my husband, and definitely not enough for me.

She wasn't ready to give up yet. She wrinkled her freckled little nose in anger and swiped away her chestnut brown hair.

"No, you won't! It will be just like today when I told you to look at the hawk. You didn't even listen to what I said."

I was too weary to argue; she hit too close to the truth. "Good night!" I shut her door with a resounding thud.

Later though, her gray-blue gaze filled my vision as I thought about how little time we really had until she was grown and gone.

My husband asked, "Why so glum?" I told him.

"Maybe she's not asleep yet. Why don't you check," he said with all the authority of a parent in the right. I followed his advice, wishing it was my own idea.

I cracked open her door, and the light from the window spilled over her sleeping form. In her hand I could see the remains of a crumpled paper. Slowly I opened her palm to see what the item of our disagreement had been.

Tears filled my eyes. She had torn into small pieces a big red heart with a poem she had written titled, "Why I Love My Mother!"

I carefully removed the tattered pieces. Once the puzzle was put back into place, I read what she had written:

The words were an arrow straight to the heart. At seven years old, she had the wisdom of Solomon.

Ten minutes later I carried a tray to her room, with two cups of hot chocolate with marshmallows and two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. When I softly touched her smooth cheek, I could feel my heart burst with love.

Her thick dark lashes lay like fans against her lids as they fluttered, awakened from a dreamless sleep, and she looked at the tray.

"What is that for?" she asked, confused by this late-night intrusion.

"This is for you, because you are the most important part of my busy day!" She smiled and sleepily drank half her cup of chocolate. Then she drifted back to sleep, not really understanding how strongly I meant what I said.

8 Eleven Commandments

For Girl Scouting to achieve its goals, those who work with adult volunteers need to remember these eleven commandments:

  1. The girl comes first, and the adult volunteer comes second in Girl Scouting.
  2. The Girl Scout volunteer is not dependent on her support team, the support team is dependent on her.
  3. The Girl Scout volunteer is not an interruption of professional staff work, she is the purpose of it.
  4. The Girl Scout volunteer does the program a favor when she shows up, the service team is not doing her a favor by supporting her.
  5. The Girl Scout volunteer is not someone to argue or match wits with.
  6. The Girl Scout volunteer is the person who brings the support team her wants: it is the support team's job to fill those wants.
  7. The Girl Scout volunteer is part of our council, she is not an outsider.
  8. Girls and adult volunteers are not cold statistics!
  9. The girls and the adult volunteers are the ones who make it possible to pay the professionals their salaries.
  10. The Girl Scout volunteer is deserving of the most courteous and attentive treatment that the support staff can give her!
  11. The adult volunteer is the lifeblood of Girl Scouting.

9 Erma Bomeck's Mother's Day Column

10 For All You Do

11 For Everything

by LaDonna Albert

12 A Few Wise Sayings

Do a deed of simple kindness; Though its end you may not see, It may reach, like widening ripples, down a long eternity.

--- Joseph Norris

We attract hearts by the qualities we display; we retain them by the qualities we possess.

--- Jean Baptiste Antoine Suard

You will find, as you look back upon your life, that the moments that stand out are the moments when you have done things for others.

--- Henry Drummond

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

--- Oliver Wendell Holmes

Discipline yourself daily by having a plan...not just vague, wishful thinking. Commit yourself daily to do something however small, for somebody else, for by making other people happy you will find true happiness yourself.

--- Lady Olave Baden-Powell

13 Gifts

14 Green Angel

From: Ken-O-Valley, Ohio, Girl Scout Council

15 I'm a Girl Girl Scout Leader

Original poem (I am a Den Leader) by Julie H. Erickson,
adapted by Barb Hunter

16 Informal (Fun) Appreciation Awards


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