Just a Chance
If I were president of a bank,
And owned a railroad too,
And had Aladdin’s magic lamp,
Do you know what I would do?
I’d wish to be a boy again
With patches on my pants,
A good ol’ fashioned appetite,
Some playmates, and a chance.
A chance to join a Boy Scout Troop
With leaders such as you;
Men who would give me of their best,
All upright, kind, and true.
To know what “on my honor” means,
To say “I’ll do my best,”
To learn to really “Be Prepared,”
Brave, clean, and all the rest.
To give all boys that kind of chance,
THAT is our chosen task,
Let’s give them fun the Scouting way;
Is that too much to ask?
So, ‘til all boys have had that chance,
We haven’t done our best;
But when their wish is realized,
We’ll know we’ve passed our test.
For someday when I’m standing
Before the great white throne,
Where I can hear the angels sing
And see the sinners moan,
I’ll want no better advocate
To make my final plea
Than just some little boy who’ll say
“Gee God, He sure did a lot for me.”
– Author unknown
Submitted by James Rupert
Commissioner's Minute
"Once upon a time, two bothers decided to leave home and move to the city. Just outside the city, one of the brothers met an old man. 'How are the people here?' he asked.
'How were the people in your town?' the old man replied.
'Oh, all of them were cross. They grumbled all the time,' the brother answered, 'That's why I decided to leave.'
'Well, you'll find the people here are exactly the same,' the old man said and walked down the street.
A little while later, the second brother met the old man and asked him, 'How are the people in this city?'
'How were the people in your town?' the old man answered.
'They were very nice - always cheerful and helpful. I hated to leave,' the brother replied.
'Well, you'll find the people here are exactly the same,' the wise old man smiled, and the two walked on down the street together."
What is Cub Scouting all about? It's about the boy. How do we see them? Are we giving them a fair chance? They won't be a wolf again. Once this year is over, their chance is gone. "Do Your Best!"
If I were president of a bank,
And owned a railroad too,
And had Aladdin’s magic lamp,
Do you know what I would do?
I’d wish to be a boy again
With patches on my pants,
A good ol’ fashioned appetite,
Some playmates, and a chance.
A chance to join a Boy Scout Troop
With leaders such as you;
Men who would give me of their best,
All upright, kind, and true.
To know what “on my honor” means,
To say “I’ll do my best,”
To learn to really “Be Prepared,”
Brave, clean, and all the rest.
To give all boys that kind of chance,
THAT is our chosen task,
Let’s give them fun the Scouting way;
Is that too much to ask?
So, ‘til all boys have had that chance,
We haven’t done our best;
But when their wish is realized,
We’ll know we’ve passed our test.
For someday when I’m standing
Before the great white throne,
Where I can hear the angels sing
And see the sinners moan,
I’ll want no better advocate
To make my final plea
Than just some little boy who’ll say
“Gee God, He sure did a lot for me.”
– Author unknown
Submitted by James Rupert
Commissioner's Minute
"Once upon a time, two bothers decided to leave home and move to the city. Just outside the city, one of the brothers met an old man. 'How are the people here?' he asked.
'How were the people in your town?' the old man replied.
'Oh, all of them were cross. They grumbled all the time,' the brother answered, 'That's why I decided to leave.'
'Well, you'll find the people here are exactly the same,' the old man said and walked down the street.
A little while later, the second brother met the old man and asked him, 'How are the people in this city?'
'How were the people in your town?' the old man answered.
'They were very nice - always cheerful and helpful. I hated to leave,' the brother replied.
'Well, you'll find the people here are exactly the same,' the wise old man smiled, and the two walked on down the street together."
What is Cub Scouting all about? It's about the boy. How do we see them? Are we giving them a fair chance? They won't be a wolf again. Once this year is over, their chance is gone. "Do Your Best!"