Brenda Hunter (bhunter@BBS.SD68.NANAIMO.BC.CA)
Wed, 13 Sep 1995 22:48:16 PST
Our Akela (Cubmaster) *lives* for Prairie Flowers. It is always done
in good spirit, and the boys have resorted to some pretty underhanded ways to
get Akela to do a Prairie Flower.
At one camp, where I was cooking staff, the Cubs were preparing for the
closing. The boys had helped each other keep track of their gear all weekend.
Akela wasn't going to catch any of them!
He nearly didn't. Just before the closing, one boy removed his jacket and hung
it on the mirror of the vehicle he was to ride in. Well, that was all Akela
needed. (In our Pack, you don't have to do the Prairie Flower if your found
items have your name in them.) The jacket was a last-minute addition to the
boy's camp gear, and wasn't labeled. Akela said, "Prairie Flower time. Who
does this belong to?" With tacit agreement, ALL of the boys stepped forward
and said "It's mine." They all did the Prairie Flower for Akela, who was
dumbfounded. I have photos; his expression was priceless. The boys howled
with laughter, as did the leaders and other camp staff. We left camp with a
*very* good feeling, and although this was several years ago, the people who
were there still remember it fondly, including Akela.
The Prairie Flowers continue, and someday, somewhere, the boys will get Akela
Thing do sometimes have a way of turning into tradition, don't they? <g>
Terry Howerton Sakima Group, Inc. SCOUTER Magazine Kansas City