A voice behind me said: “Kennst du mich noch?” It was a nice evening in early May 2018 in the city centre of Warsaw. I turned around and looked into the face of a man of around 35 years, walking on crutches. Confusion. After a while I said: “Er … no …” “I am Mariano.” I answered immediately: “But of course! We camped together in Rome in 2000!” Mariano said: “Some minutes ago, I saw a scout from Luxemburg with the FSE uniform. So, I came over to see if there is somebody else I know…” Indeed, he was successful. Continue reading
We have to come back to the chief’s question: “You present yourself to the Road but do you know how the Road presents itself to you?” In the previous article, we have mentioned that it evoked a parable of Jesus about someone who wants to build a tower. We have made the comparison with the construction of your rover life and we said that you need three tools in your virtual rucksack: the religious adviser, the time of prayer and a rover godfather. These tools are necessary but not enough. Continue reading
I WRITE my notes this month from camp. I hope that many a Scoutmaster will have been able, like me, to take his holiday this year in camp. If he has enjoyed it half as much as I am enjoying mine, he will have done well.
I am certain that a week or two of such life is the best rest-cure and the best tonic for both mind and body that exists for a man, whether he be boy or old ‘un. Continue reading
So, let’s come back to the fresh times of our youth, just for our anniversary. Not to take refuge in them but to check whether the commitments taken on All Saints’ Day 1956 have borne fruit and if we are still their heirs.