My late in life baby (Sam) is 7yrs old and is a Wolf Cub. Our pack/troop is all home-schoolers and we have been off for the summer and start up again on 9/14. Sam got his Wolf Cub book back in May and has already completed all but two requirements for his Wolf Badge. He has also earned three arrow points (once he gets his Wolf badge), his Conservation Award, and his Religious Emblem. He wants to be an Eagle Scout too, and at this rate he will, probably by the time he’s 14, like I did.
Great job. Being a good scoter is a lot of work and hassle, but it’s a whole lot of fun. I’m a Webelo den leader, Asst Cubmaster and an Asst Scoutmaster. It keeps me just a little busy but is important and necessary, not only for my boys but for all “my boys.”
A few years ago, I came across an essay written by Herbert Hoover before he was President.
What is a Boy?
You can absolutely rely on a boy if you know what to expect.
A boy is nature’s answer to the false belief that there is no such thing
as perpetual motion.
The world is so full of boys that it is impossible to touch off a
firecracker, strike up a band or pitch a ball without collecting a
thousand of them.
Boys are not ornamental, they’re useful.
If it were not for boys, the newspapers would go undelivered and unread
and a hundred thousand picture shows would go bankrupt.
The boy is a natural spectator; he watches parades, fires, fights,
football games, automobiles and planes with equal fervor.
However, he will not watch a clock.
A boy is a piece of skin stretched over an appetite.
However, he eats only when he’s awake.
Boys imitate their Dads in spite of all the efforts to teach them good
manners.
Boy’s are very durable.
A boy, if not washed too often and if not kept in kept in a cool quiet
place after each accident , will survive broken bones, hornet’s nests,
swimming holes and five helpings of pie.
Boys love to trade things. They’ll trade fishhooks, marbles, broken
knives and snakes for anything that is priceless or worthless.
When he grows up, he’ll trade puppy love, energy, warts, bashfulness and
a cast-iron stomach for a bay window, pride, ambition, pretense and a
bald head and will immediately say that; “boys aren’t what they used to
be in the good old days.”
Herbert Hoover
This is what all boys shoulc aspire to.