Yeah, you guys know how I mentioned that I might be getting Eagle rank soon?
Well, my board of review, aka a bunch of guys I don't know start trying to judge my character, is happening tonight... in about three hours. And I'm not sure if I've studied enough.
Crap.
I really mean it this time. Wish me luck.
P.S. Please note that I said "enough." I have been studying, so I'm not totally guilty of procrastination.
P.P.S. As always, keep sending me quotes! They're super cool! (Yeah, that was lame.)
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Lame, lame, lame.
Good luck... even though it has already happened by now... But I hope that it went well.
Random quote from one of my favorite movies: "You're a superb manager, Joe"
YEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
I GOT IT!!!!
I did screw up a couple small things, though, and for some reason that I don't know, I had to stand in the hall for a lot longer than the other guy that was there. I didn't like that part.
Thanks for your support.
Jake: NOT HELPING.
Congrats, J-Cat! Wow... that's big stuff... it's that like joining the Masons... are you going to take a solemn vow not to tell the boy scouts' secrets?
What is this "vow" of which you speak?
Congrats J-Cat. But I have a question. If the board of review was trying to judge your character, what did you have to study for?
They ask you some pretty basic stuff, like what some of your badges mean, and some early Scouting history. Unfortunately, that was some of the minor stuff I messed up on.
For example: the Arrow of Light badge, which is one of only two badges you get to keep wearing after the transition from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts, has an arrow with a rising sun behind it. The sun has seven rays coming out of it. They asked me what the rays symbolize, and I think I screwed that one up. However, my probably incorrect answer was very, very good, and it actually made sense, so I actually made the board doubt themselves. It's fun to unintentionally mess with people's minds.
I also partially messed up the Scout Motto: BE PREPARED. I got it right, and I gave a good definition. Then they asked me to take a note, and I didn't have a pencil or paper. Although, in my defense, right before we left, my dad shot down my mom's suggestion to bring a pencil and paper.
It was kinda nerve-racking.
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