i was told i should definatley post this story so here we go!:
So I was selling Girl Scout cookies at a cookie booth this weekend, and this little old lady walks up to the booth to buy cookies! She looks to me like she’s at least 70 she’s really old. She’s super friendly talking to us and telling us about what it was like when she was a Girl Scout. So finally she picks out 5 boxes to buy and she says “you know I don’t really like these cookies but my, uh, my spouse Sharon did.” And she continued to tell us about her wife Sharon who died 2 years ago from cancer. Sharon was a Girl Scout leader and she was 6ft tall and she just loved thin mints. And then Margaret (she said at this point her name was Margaret) pointed down to her shirt (which was HUGE on her) and said it belonged to Sharon and even tho it’s really big on her she still wears it all the time because it feel like Sharon is still there hugging her. And she told us that they had been together for 28 years and really loved each other. Then Margarets old lady friends came over so she had to go and she said good bye and after she left we were talking about it and I was so happy to have met her because it just made me so happy to meet this elderly lesbian Girl Scout and all of the sudden the sort of sad mood is interrupted because the other girl in my troop looks over to me and says “wow Kaitlyn, she was the first gay Girl Scout I’ve ever met besides you!” and all I responded with was “it was an experience"
Mary Jackson was a human computer at Langley Research Center, as part of the West Area Computers. She then became the first black woman engineer at NASA at its founding in 1958. After 34 years at NASA, she asked for a demotion in order to serve as a Federal Equal Opportunity Specialist with NASA. She was also a Girl Scout leader for more than thirty years. She retired in 1985.
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“The moral dilemma began with a $100,000 check to the Girl Scouts of Western Washington – enough to send 500 girls to summer camp, Scout leaders knew.
But there was a catch. The anonymous donor stipulated in a letter: “Please guarantee that our gift will not be used to support transgender girls. If you can’t, please return the money."
The Scouts returned the money.
But $100,000 was hard to pass up. So on Monday, the council’s online marketing manager launched a crowd-funding campaign on IndieGoGo to try to recoup it with donations.
By Thursday evening, #ForEVERYGirl had raised more than $300,000 — triple the original goal.
A video posted to the IndieGogo page says: "Girl Scouts empowers EVERY girl regardless of her gender identity, socioeconomic status, race, sexual orientation, to make the world a better place. We won’t exclude ANY girl.” It has been viewed tens of thousands of times.
On IndieGoGo, many transgender adults thanked the organization and shared their experiences. The campaign has attracted donations from more than 6,000 supporters, including former Girl Scouts.”
Where were we? Your speech. Okay, here’s what I got. I’ve been watching you this past week, Baker. Seems like you got a lot of people telling you who you’re doing this for and I wonder if it’s not about time you start doing this for yourself. Just you. Screw all the attention! And you know what, screw all those adorable little girls in the crowd with their Ginny Baker signs ‘cause you’re not a girl scout leader, rookie! You’re a ball player. You do this for you, you do this for your team or you don’t do it at all. ‘Cause you can’t aim your pitches if you’re aiming to please everyone.
– I literally just came up with that on the spot, I mean “aim your pitches, aim to please”? Damn, I’m good.
Don’t even get me STARTED on Debra. That bitch can hitch a ride to hell for all I care. She wants to be the Girl Scout troop leader? Fuck you, Debra, I’ve been leader for all 4 of my daughters’ troops and I’m not gonna let a fake ass bitch like you take that away from me. So you can take your daughter’s Girl Scout sash and fucking hang yourself with it.
JESUS CHRIST THIS IS BACK WHEN I CURSED ON HERE HOW DID YOU FIND THESE
Okay, here’s what I got. I’ve been watching this past week Baker. Seems that you got a lot of people telling you who you’re doing this for and I wonder if it’s not about time that you start doing this for yourself. Just you. Screw all the attention and you know what, screw all those adorable little girls in the crowded with their Ginny Baker signs ‘cause you are not a girl scout leader rookie. You’re a ball player. You do this for you. You do this for your team or you don’t do it at all. 'Cause you can’t aim your pitches if you’re aiming to please everyone.
I literally just came up with that on the spot. I mean, aim your pitches, aim yo please ! Damn I’m good !
I really could be in the movies !
You know people are going to start talking.
It’s kinda getting awkward now…
Hey ! MIC DROP.
“Screw all the attention. And you know what? Screw all those adorable little girls in the crowd with their Ginny Baker signs. ‘Cause you’re not a Girl Scout leader, rookie. You’re a ballplayer. You do this for you, you do this for your team, or you don’t do it at all. 'Cause you can’t aim your pitches if you’re aiming to please everyone.”
So I was at this Girl Scout leader meeting last night, and they had an investiture ceremony for the new leaders, which means everybody had to say the Girl Scout Promise. But first, the person in charge explained that in Girl Scouts you can substitute whatever you want for the word “God,” and that in her troop they have like four different words being said at the same time (Dharma, God, Adonai and Nature) so it sounds garbled, and all I could think of is “then there’s a line about God or whatever.”
things i heard at bars tonight that should definitely be turned into aus:
“we have to empty this machine by tomorrow. i guess we’ll just have to drink it ourselves.” —– a bartender, about a full frozen (margarita?) drink machine
“i can open your thighs, take you wonder by blunder” —- arguably drunk piano singer serenading a varyingly more sober? girl scout troop leader (who was out for her birthday) with bastardized disney songs
me, dodging a crowd: “i love your bowtie!” gay guy, grabbing my hand: “i love you”
“i’m chained to my oppressors. emily, take me away from here.”
confidently: “i’ve got bitches to the left i’ve got bitches to the right i’ve got bitches all around”
“i get enough attention as is i just NEED to be let out of my CHAINS”
“will you shove your foot up my ass? it’s the only thing that makes me come anymore”
1. Civil War Air Patrol Captain
3. Red Lobster Server
4. Part-Time Model
5. Electronics Expert
6. Soccer Team Captain
7. Personal Trainer
8. Girl Scouts Troop Leader
9. Animal Rescue Leader
10. Turtle Trainer
11. Dog Trainer
12. Card Carrier For The Berk’s County Juggler Society
My grandmother taught me to sew and my mother taught me to cook and clean; my father taught me to build a fire and budget and my girl scout troop leaders taught me to hold a hammer and use power tools, and never once did they sit me down and say “this is something you need to learn this is how you do this”
but I watched them—-I spent years and years watching them, and the end result is I can make a home for myself and there’s a very specific pleasure in that, not just the work of one’s hands but…I will always be able to make a home, wherever I go. I carry it inside me.
Bellamy reminds be of a Boy Scout leader in that uniform.
Now I want a bellarke fic were Bellamy’s a Boy Scout leader and Clarke’s a Girl Scout leader and they have to go camping with the kids or something idk. But I want it.
Or maybe just camp counselors.