My mum once volunteered ..
.. to lead a small unit of girl scouts. I think they were around eight or nine years of age. I was a few years older and occasionally she would drag me there. Resistance was futile.

The single thing I remember best was when I won a "jump the rope" contest that my mum organised. You would think that it would be impossible for an eleven year old computer geek to beat a bunch of healthy nine year old girls in a "jump the rope" contest. But you are wrong.

The contest was organised as a cup where I met one girl scout at a time in a standoff. My spastic struggle to not get choken by the rope turned out to be a winning strategy. I cracked up three opponents in frantic fits of laughter and victory was mine.

I didn't win anything tangible but the honour will be mine to cherish for eternity.
(spinoza, Fri 29 Apr 2011, 8:07, Reply)