Scout's Own
Theme: Friendship
1. Song: “Hello”
Pocket Songbook, pg. 10 Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
We are glad to meet you
We are glad to greet you
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello

2. Poem: New Friends and Old Friends
by Joseph Parry
Make new friends, but keep the old
Those are silver, these are gold
New-made friendships, like new wine
Age will mellow and refine

Friendships that have stood the test
Of time and change - are surely best
Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray
Friendship never knows decay

For ‘mid old friends, tried and true
Once more we reach and youth renew
But old friends, alas, may die
New friends must their place supply

Cherish friendships in your breast
New is good, but old is best
Make new friends, but keep the old
Those are silver, these are gold

3. Song “Make New Friends”
Pocket Songbook, pg. 10
Make new friends, but keep the old
One is silver and the other’s gold
A circle is round, it has no end
That’s how long I want to be your friend

4. Poem : Ecclesiasticus 6:14
A faithful friend is a sturdy shelter
He that has found one
Has found a treasure

5. Song “Friendship”
Friendship is a shiny thing, a steady beam of light
A lantern on a lonely street, a song far in the night
A smile, a touch of a loving hand, a quiet moment on a hill
And, oh, what a happy little child bringing home a daffodil

Friendship is a binding tie of one soul to another
A gentle soft relationship as children to a father and a mother
Raindrops thumping on an autumn leaf, an outpost on a hill
And, oh, what a happy little child bringing home a daffodil

Friendship is a happy thought, a warmness in your heart
Friends are those who understand, friends will never part
Of two people very much in love in a world that is never still
And, oh, what a happy little child bringing home a daffodil

Friendship feels so warm inside, it heals a broken soul
The road is rough but in the end a love we all shall know
So grab the gladness ‘round your heart and let friendship shine through
Remember love and the daffodil and how they both grew
And, oh, what a happy little child bringing home a daffodil

6. Poem: Albert Camus
Don’t walk in front of me
I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me
I may not lead
Walk beside me
and just be my friend

7. Taking Hold of Hands (a story)
A country girl was on her way to school with her little neighbors. The school bell was ringing and they must climb the hill. It was winter and the path was icy; to slip backward was easier than to climb forward. Then this little maid turned to lead and encourage the group, calling cheerily, “Let’s take hold of hands, it’s easier taking hold of hands.”

Our life is an adventure in comradeship which calls for the taking hold of hands. All growth in understanding involves sharing in the understanding which other people have won. We are highly privileged if we can join hands with them and share what they have learned through costly experience.

But we should remember always that we must give as well as receive. For, much as we need the experience of others, it is equally true that others need the experience which we have won and which we alone can give.

8. The Legend of the Sticks
(Need to have prepared beforehand a bunch of sticks (may be spray-painted silver or gold, enough for one for each girl, plus enough sayings about friendship for one for each girl)

Once, a group of friends were having an argument. They made so much commotion that Sally, the older sister of one of the girls, cam over to see what was the matter. She listened quietly as each one accused the other. “She’s not being fair”, said one. “It’s my turn”, said another. “No, it’s my turn”, said another.

As Sally listened, she began to stoop down and pick up some sticks that were lying on the ground. Finally, the friends, grew quiet and were watching her. Sally then gathered all the sticks together in a bundle and tied them together with a string. She handed the bundle to each girl. “Can you break this bundle of sticks?”, she asked. Each girl, in turn, tried to break the bundle, but not one of them could.

Then Sally untied the bundle and seperated the sticks. To each friend, she gave one stick. “Now”, she said, “see if you cna each break a single stick.” Of course, the single sticks snapped in two with only the slightest effort.

“All of us are like these sticks”, Sally said. “Each one of us, standing alone, is weak. Each one of us can be broken as easily as a single stick. Yet, all of us, working together, can be as strong as this whole bunch of sticks - so strong that nothing can break us.”

(Each girl then comes forward and picks up one stick. After doing so, she reads a little saying about friendship and friends - some examples follow)

 

(Girls then return to their places with their sticks. The leader then goes around and picks up each girl’s stick placing them into a bundle and tying them securely. “Now we are again one strong troop working together”)