I was a Girl Guide in the days when the uniform shirt had 2 large breast-pockets where you kept note-books, first-aid kits etc. so we all looked like Jayne Mansfield (for those who remember her). I wasn't made to go, I just enjoyed it.
I never made my children join anything. My son was in the Cubs just long enough for me to buy him the full uniform, then he decided he didn't want to go any more (and he's still alive!). My elder daughter was a Brownie then a Guide until she was 15. She then joined the Girls Venture Corps, which was the female side of the ATC, but it didn't last as she didn't fancy any of the lads.
My younger daughter was a Brownie, didn't go on to Guides, became a Brownies Young Leader when she was 16 and is now, 14 years later, Brown Owl of the same pack. My grandson was a Cub, then a Scout until he was 16. My granddaughter is a Rainbow (baby Brownie) and can't wait until January when she will be in her mum's Brownie pack.
Oh yes, and my husband was a Scout in the days when they wore those big hats and wore shorts. Baden-Powell would have been proud of us lot, wouldn't he?
