January 28, 2019
As a Girl Scout I sold cookies, went on field trips and did
silly art projects. I learned how to work as part of a team and how to achieve
personal goals and earn badges.
Every year all the troops in the school would appear on
stage for the Juliette Lowe Pageant. Juliette Lowe was credited for starting
the scouts in America and each troop would get an assigned state, theme or
country and do a little show from that region.
One year that I specifically remember, we did Hawaii…
appearing on stage in muumuus and leis and we did a modified hula. A person in
church had the heritage of the islands on her side and taught us how to do a very
lovely dance. As a group of 12 or 13 year old girls did their little dance, they
imagined themselves on an island, with all the lovely moves of a Polynesian
princess. In reality we were a bunch of gawky girls who were anything but graceful
and sexy, but that is not why this show was memorable.
As we danced, my mother was in the back of the auditorium
with my brother Kevin, a cute little boy of 2 or 3.
The parish priest stopped to talk to Mom and suddenly said, “Who’s
kid is that?”
My mother looked up and she was shocked to see my brother,
in bright red/black plaid overalls, going up the risers in front of the stage
to visit his sister Margaret. I was equally surprised that Kevin was there, and
one of the other mothers was off stage and graciously coaxed Kevin to the
wings.
He was my buddy but joining the Girl Scout show was not best
moment. But I remember it like it was yesterday.
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