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- 2nd Hucknal Tribune.
- On the 8th of May, we went climbing at the
climbing centre on Haydn Rd in Nottingham. We were met by
a staff member called "Alex", (who was once a member of our troop).
From the outside we all admitted that it looked fairly small. But, once inside, it
just opened up. Near the main door was a large tower with a bridge
attaching it to a smaller part. There were also climbing walls all around the
outer edge, which there are crash mats under them, so no need for helmets!
-
- First of all, we had a go at traversing a
wall (climbing along it sideways), which was easy enough. Afterwards we kited
up so we could go on the big walls, there was a vertical one and one that had a
large overhang, which was much harder, so I went on the hard one, I only got
about half way, before I had to come down!
-
- Then we had a break, after that we had a go
absailing off the bridge, it was very scary at first, but, when you get half way
it’s easy. Well done little Daniel for completing it.
- It wasn’t easy eh? For some people the
height was a bit daunting. Near the end of the evening, we just played around
on the traversing walls.
-
- Afterwards, we had a Mars bar competition; the
aim was “whoever could get to the top using the least handholds wins”, Alex. P.
got 8. James got 7. Neil
got 4. and big Alex being the staff got
3! But, that didn’t count so Neil got the Mars bar.
-
- All in all, it was a good session. I would
recommend going there a few times, its great fun.
-
- By Sam.
-
-
-
-
- Winds
& Stones...
-
- This
story tells of two friends that were walking through
the desert.
-
- During
some point of the journey they had an argument, and one
friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got
slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote
in the sand
- "TODAY
MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."
-
- They
kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided
to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in
the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.
- After
he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone
- "TODAY
MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."
-
- The
friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him,
- "After
I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, now you write on a stone.
Why?"
- The
other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should
write it down in sand, where winds
- of forgiveness can erase
it away. But;
When someone does something good for us, we must engrave
it in stone where no wind
can ever erase it."
-
- LEARN
TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS
IN STONE.
-
- They
say it takes a minute to find a special person,
- An
hour to appreciate them,
- A day
to love them,
- But
then an entire life to forget them.
-
-
-
- Now I know why it is called county
m.a.d! Because you have to be mad to go! And being scouts, I think we all
are. It is a brilliant day out for everyone and is extremely
fun. There is everything from a hockey course, to kicking footballs aimed at
washing up bowls tied to goal posts! Basically every scout group is split into (roughly) groups
of six and are given a coloured washer, a map, some rules and some co-ordinates.
You have to work out where activity bases are by using the co-ordinates and the
map. (we didn’t!)There are red bases and there are blue bases. What colour
base you go to, depends on what colour washer you have. For example, if you have
a blue washer you go to a red base. If you have a red washer, you go to a blue
base. Completely mad!)When you complete activities, you get points. The team with
the most points at the end of the day wins the
plaque. Some of the activities I remember are: welly wanging, flag
signaling, A giant jigsaw puzzle, carrying balls around a course in between two
bamboo poles, kicking footballs at targets, popping balloons underfoot with
stilts, a buzzing wire game and LOTS more!
Refreshments, drinks and souvenirs are also provided on
site, but you have to pay (of course). In other words, if you are mad. (Like me!) And you like
that sort of thing, I really advise you to
go!
-
- By Sam, Scouter.
-
-
-
- ps. By the way, this is my first article; so it might not be
too good, but!
- Please wait for more articles on this site.
- There WILL be
more!
-
- County
M.A.D II
- What
is county M.A.D? you ask. Well for one thing you have
to be mad to go out
- there at that time of year because
it's very cold and sometimes wet.
- But, it is an awesome event. We
wouldn't miss it for anything.
-
- County
M.A.D is organised by Scouters whom are involved with
the
- Nottinghamshire Scout & Guilds "Gang Show",
along with lots of helpers.
- This event is held in early
March at the Walesby Scout Camp.
-
- Scouts, Guilds
& Sea Scouts come all over the county and some from
other
- counties to take part in activities offering
arrange of challenges.
-
- The troops are arrange into teams
of around 6, and they have to go from one
- challenge
to another. Half of the challenges have Blue flags,
the other have Red.
- The teams have to altinate
from one colour to the other. To
get to these challenges,
- each team has a: map, compass
and a series of grid references. The teams have to
- navigate
from challenge to challenge, altinating the colours
in the most
- efficient way so to maximise their points.
- Click
here to
view pictures of Scouts at County M.A.D
A
Scout Is:
- A
scout is a young man who lives by a code,
- To
protect his honor, and take the high road,
- He
faces temptation, but doesn't give in,
- The
scout law gives him the foundation to win.
-
- A
scout is trustworthy, he's loyal, true blue,
- Helpful,
friendly, courteous to me and to you,
- Kind,
obedient, cheerful, thrifty every cent,
- A
scout is brave, clean, and reverent.
-
- A
scout is trustworthy, faithful to the end,
- In
keeping his promises, you can depend.
- He's
loyal to family, school, and to friends,
- And
to our great nation that he defends.
-
- A
scout is helpful to all those in need,
- Reward
he seeks not, it is just a good deed.
- He's
friendly to people, all races and creeds,
- A
trait that he knows that the world sorely needs.
-
- A
scout is courteous, says "please" and "thank
you",
- It's
something he learned as a child to do.
- He
is also kind, he's not spiteful or snide,
- It's
strong to be gentle, he knows deep inside.
-
- A
scout is obedient of rules that are there,
- And
works from within to change those deemed unfair.
- He's
cheerful, he smiles, looks for the bright side,
- And
helps dry the tears of others who've cried.
-
- A
scout is thrifty, of his goods he takes care,
- And
protects the world, and the things God put there.
- He's
brave, but not foolish, does not pick a fight,
- But
always defends what he knows to be right.
-
- A
scout is clean in thought, word, and deed,
- Helps
others to learn and to share these beliefs.
- He
is always reverent of our God above,
- Reaches
out to others to share His great love.
-
- On
my honor I will do my best,
- To
God and my country, to face every test.
- To
obey the Scout Law, help others always,
- Be
strong, and be wise, and morally straight.
-
- A
scout is a young man who's lived, and who's dared,
- To
always help others, and to be prepared.
- Come
join the adventure, like others who knew,
- A
good turn done daily, the world does renew.
-
- Author
Un-known
The Shoes.
- My alarm went, it was Sunday again
and I was sleepy and tired. It was my one day to sleep in, but the guilt I
would feel. The rest of the day would have been too much, so I'd go. I'd pray.
I showered and shaved, I adjusted my suit and tie.
-
-
I got there and sat in a pew just in
time. Bowing my head in prayer, before I closed my eyes, I saw the shoe of the
man next to me was touching my own. I sighed; with plenty of room on either
side, I thought, "Why must our soles touch?" It bothered me, his shoe
touching mine, but it didn't bother him much.
-
-
A prayer began: "Our Father"
someone said, I thought, “this man with the shoes has no pride”. They're dusty,
worn, scratched end to end; even worse, there are holes on the side!
"Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on. The shoe man said a
quiet "Amen."
-
I tried to focus on the prayer, but
my thoughts were on his shoes again. Aren't we supposed to look our best when
walking through that door? "Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought, glancing toward the floor. Then the prayer ended and
the songs of praise began. The shoe man was certainly loud, sounding proud as
he sang. His voice lifted the rafters, His hands were raised high; and the Lord
could surely hear the shoe man's voice from the sky.
-
- It was time for
the offering and what I threw in was steep. I watched as the shoe man reached into
his pockets so deep. I tried to see what was pulled out, what the shoe man put
in, and then I heard a soft "clink" as when silver hits tin. The sermon really bored me to tears,
and that's no lie; it was the same for the shoe man, for tears fell from his eyes.
-
-
At the end of the service, as is the custom here, we must greet new visitors and
show them all good cheer. But, I felt moved somehow and wanted to meet shoe man.
So after the closing prayer, I reached over and shook his hand. He was old and
his skin was dark, and his hair was truly a mess. But I thanked him for coming,
for being our guest.
-
-
He said, "My names' Charlie, I'm
glad to meet you, my friend." There were tears in his eyes, but he had a large,
wide grin. "Let me explain," he said, wiping tears from his eyes. ”I've been coming here for months, and you're the first to say” “Hi.” I know
that my appearance is not like all the rest, but I really do try to always look
my best. I always clean and polish my shoes before my very long walk. But by
the time I get here, they're dirty and dusty, like chalk. My heart filled with
pain and I swallowed to hide my tears as he continued to apologize for daring
to sit so near. He said, “When I get here, I know I must look a sight. But I
thought if I could touch you, then maybe our souls might unite.”
-
- I was silent for a
moment knowing whatever was said would be pale in comparison, as I spoke from my heart,
not my head. “Oh, you've touched me,” I said, “and taught me, in part, that the
best of any man is what is found in his heart.” The rest, I thought, this shoe
man will never know. . . Like just how thankful I really am that his dirty old
shoe touched my Soul...
-
-
- Epilogue:
-
- You might be best
friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the
next year, don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say,
even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you
have made a difference in my life.
-
- Send this to all your
friends no matter how often you talk, or how close you are. Let old friends
know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will.
- "Love is but the discovery of ourselves in another, and
the delight in the recognition."
-
- Sorry about the delay
in articles, but I’ve been a bit tied up lately. Ok, as you
- may have guessed by
the title and Pats newly added pictures, (not so new now), that this is about
the Waldron School hiking camp in Hollinsclough!
- Click
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- It was a long trip to get there, about an
hour and a half and by the time we
- got to the school we were all bored, (and a
little travel sick). And the fact that everything around us smelled like cow
excrement didn’t help! We unpacked all
- our bags, and in another
half hour or so, we were on a night hike! That left us
- really unprepared! You’ve probably seen the pictures, but can’t
make out a thing because of Pats flash and all or jackets reflecting back. (Our
faces were too much
- to take, were they?) So that’s why they made us wear those
jackets! Nice plan.
- We covered about four or five miles that night in a couple
of hours; not too bad. SeePicture.
-
- We got back to the school and everyone else
was tired, but if you ask me, it woke me up a little. We had some biscuits (loads,
in some people’s cases), a bit of tea
- or coffee and then we went to bed.
We were up until 3:30 AM the next morning,
much to Skips dislike (sorry Skip), then we slept through until about 7 or 8.
-
- The breakfast was very good, thanks to all the leaders. Sausage Beans
- Scrambled
Egg and Tomatoes. Nice! After breakfast, Alex, Niall, James, Neil,
Pat, Lachlan and I were getting our bags ready for the days hike. We had a kit
check
- at about 10:00 A.M and
left between 10:00 and 10:30.
We got into the minibus, and Skip drove us
to the drop off point, (the Mermaid Inn), while Pat was taking photos,
- and
talking with me about how people like Hitler and Saddam Hessian rise to power. Once we reached the Mermaid Inn, Skip threw
us out of the minibus (no,
- not really), gave us a little pep talk, then we were
on our way.
-
- I was the navigator, and not surprisingly I
nearly got us lost! But the path was rather hard to follow. It was a series of
posts spread a hundred metres apart
- from each other. We followed the posts down the hill until
we got to a farm. We passed through a gate but were intercepted by a wolf like
dog that looked like
- it had rabies (Creepy!).
-
- We carried on down the hill until
we found a man in full camo gear, (a bird
- watcher we think), who gave us a hint
on where the footpath was. We then
- crossed over a stream . We then went, UP, another hill.
This was very steep; I
- wouldn’t like to have fallen off the ridge! SeePicture.
-
- We crossed a field and then went under a
main road, discovering the secret of echoing tunnels, tunnels, tunnels, tunnels, Wow! Then
for no apparent reason we
- all started talking about “Johnny English”!!??!!
-
- After establishing that, yes, you do get
good phone signals on high points, compared a certain school we know stuck in
the middle of a valley. We set off
- again, because we had been sitting eating
some of Pat’s mars bars, yummm!
-
- We came down to a little village where there
was a ford running through. I
- tried walking through, and
nearly fell over on the slime! Pat managed to capture
- this Kodak moment on
camera! (Although, it’s a shame we didn’t get it on video,
- we could have sent it in
to you’ve been framed!). SeePicture. We left the ford and
- started up a road
where a big dog came barking at us. We all backed off, but,
- her owner told us
all she wanted was a bit of fuss, cute dog.
-
- After the dog, we walked through a lot of
fields, straight past the road we
- were meant to be taking. So after a quarter
of an hour, realising our mistake,
- we came back . Only After walking through
a small forest, did we realised, how
- big the “Roaches” were . We carried on
through a farm, which took us to the foot
- of the roaches; we then climbed via
a trail to
the top. It was “Not” as easy as it looked! It took a lot out of us. So, when
we got to the top, we had a rest and a
- few bits to eat.
-
- When we had a bit more energy, we walked
back down. We were meant to
- be walking along the ridge, but as we were half an
hour behind schedule we skipped it. Following a long dusty track, we eventually
reached a tarmac road.
- We walked along road for a while, coming across a house
near the top. Along
- side the house ran the footpath we planned to follow. The
path went around
- the back of the house and through a few fields. One of which Pat
took a
- picture of titled “unusual rock formations”. SeePicture.
-
- After a small break (again), we came
through a commercial pine forest and emerged on a main road. We carefully
crossed the road coming to a footpath
- over several
more fields. We crossed the fields and not to our surprise; “Niall”
fell over in the marshy bit, startling a pheasant near to death. I think this
was the highlight of his day. We came out of the fields to another farm
and following a
- track past, We then came to several more fields! (What
else?).
-
- We walked through the fields which were a
bit marshy. One was a donkey field, which, one of the donkeys fell in love with
James! ”I have a way with animals”
- he said. There was another field surrounded
by electric fence, so guess what
- Alex, Niall and I did? We tested it to see if
it was electric, it was!
-
- On the map the footpath was right next to a stream. So
Niall, Alex, Pat and I
- (smart as we are) decided to follow it, (which was the
correct choice). The
- others followed a huge bump in the ground, “It’s a lot
easier to follow” they
- said, but
ended up going in the wrong direction again.
So, we followed our
- steps back down and
Behold! We had found the bridge we were looking for.
- We walked over it and
through a small cow paddock. Alex was nervous walking
- through, and nearly got
charged by a calf. I was last to go through and all the
- cows decided to go out
onto the grass.
-
- Once we walked through, we came to another
stream leading into a field where a bull was the previous year. Here we sat
down again to eat lots of chocolate, so we could get a sugar rush to get up the
hill called edge top. It was at about a 70 degree angle, so we seriously needed
it. SeePicture
-
- As
we climbed up, we found that all the bracken
and heather that was there had
- all been burnt away a few days before. Once we
got to the top, we sat down (again) and ate yet more chocolate, and talked for
about half an hour. We
- made a move and walked another mile home. Nothing
interesting happened
- so I won’t go on about it. SeePicture.
-
- When we got back to the school we were
really tired. Even so, we sat up the rest
- of the night watching videos and
playing cards.
-
- The next day we packed our bags, then went
on a hike up a massive peak;
- (I don’t know the name). When we reached the top,
we had our lunch then stayed up there for a while just talking and looking at
the view. SeePicture. It was so windy up there, if we took the troop flag up there we would
probably have literally been blown off the top! Then we hiked back down again. Once
we got to the school
- we gave it one big clean up and left for home.
-
- By
- Sam.
-
-
-
- When
I was about five or six one of my friends was going to beavers
and thought I should come. So I went and at the time,
thought it was really fun. I stayed all through beavers,
and I was gaining more and more badges. I started to feel
more confident about myself. Some of my old friends left
but that didn’t really matter, because I would see them
at school, and I had other friends in beavers.
-
- I
then moved up to cubs. I carried on, still gaining more
badges. I found it fun because of all the games, and I actually
started going on real camps. We also did a bit of work that
wasn’t too interesting, but it was towards the badges and
was worth it in the end. My self-esteem was still going
up, and as I joined in with parades and other such activities
it went higher still. I felt prouder of myself.
-
- After
a few years, I moved up to scouts. Ok, so I didn’t know
anyone much but I stayed nonetheless. We did more work but
it was kind of fun. Only then did I find out the true meaning
of Scouts; Friends, Unity, Self-Esteem/Confidence, these
are all meanings of the word “Scout”. It should not be just
for the camps. Anyone who thinks otherwise is wrong; it
should not be that at all.
-
- I
have made a lot of friends while I have been in scouting,
not only in Hucknall, all over the country even. Sometimes
I didn’t know everybody, sometimes I hardly knew anybody
at all; and sometimes, I just felt the odd one out. But,
I stuck with it; I never regretted it once. Look where I
am now! A.P.L of Hawk patrol, 2nd Hucknall Parish Church,
England. Possibly, even P.L! I never gave up once!
-
- Very
inspiring don’t you think? I certainly do.
-
- By
Sam.
- P.S:
This one’s better than the last one isn’t it?
Walk.
- "Don't
walk ahead, I may not follow."
- "Don't
walk behind, I may not lead."
- "Just
walk beside me and be my friend."
Albert
Camus
- The
Telephone.
-
- I have just hung up: why did he phone?
- I don't know... Oh! I get it...
- I talked a lot and listened little.
- I explained my idea and did not get his:
- Since I didn't listen, I learned nothing.
- Since I didn't listen, I didn't help.
- Since I didn't listen, we didn't communicate.
- Forgive me Lord, it was a monologue not a dialogue.
- Forgive me Lord, for we were connected.
- Now we are cut off.
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