AUDIENCE PARTICIPATIONS & STORIES

Helping Others

Capital Area Council

Divide audience up into six parts.

Assign each part an action to do and say when their key word is read.  Practice as you assign parts.

Lights:                                    “Blink, blink, blink”

Cub Scout:                                     "Do Your Best"

Helping Other People:                "Warm Fuzzy"

Pack:                                   Yell the Pack Number

Old Lady:                   "No, I Don't Want To Go"

Tree:                                               "Ahhhhhhhhh"

Once upon a time, in a CUB SCOUT PACK a CUB SCOUT was learning about HELPING OTHER PEOPLE. The CUB SCOUT helped an OLD LADY across the street. But the OLD LADY did not want the CUB SCOUT to help her. The OLD LADY did not care that the CUB SCOUT had been learning about HELPING OTHER PEOPLE or that the CUB SCOUT and his PACK had set out to do good deeds. The OLD LADY just wanted to get a TREE. But the CUB SCOUT and his PACK were learning about HELPING OTHER PEOPLE and really wanted to HELP OTHER PEOPLE and so the CUB SCOUT helped the OLD LADY across the street. The OLD LADY thought what kind of a PACK is this?

The OLD LADY just wanted her TREE and pretty LIGHTS. The CUB SCOUT said, "Nice OLD LADY, my CUB SCOUT PACK and I are learning about HELPING OTHER PEOPLE. I'll help you get your TREE and put your pretty LIGHTS on, if you will just let me learn about HELPING OTHER PEOPLE by getting you across this busy street.” The OLD LADY sighed and smiled and said "Thank you.”

The King’s Highway

Grand Teton Council

Once a king had a great highway built for the members of his kingdom.  After it was completed, but before it was opened to the public, the king decided to have a contest.  He invited as many as desired to participate.  Their challenge was to see who could travel the highway best.  On the day of the contest the people came. Some of them had fine clothing, fine hairdos, or great food.  Some young men came in their track clothes and ran along the highway.  People traveled the highway all day, but each one, when he arrived at the end, complained to the king that there was a large pile of rocks and debris left on the road at one spot, and this got in their way and hindered their travel.

At the end of the day, a lone traveler crossed the finish line and wearily walked over to the king.  He was tired and dirty, but he addressed the king with great respect and handed him a bag of gold.  He explained, “ I stopped along the way to clear away a pile of rocks and debris that was blocking the road.  This bag of gold was under it all, and I want you to return it to its rightful owner.”

The king replied, “ You are the rightful owner.”

The traveler replied,  “ Oh no, this is not mine.  I’ve never known such money.”

“ Oh yes,”  said the king.  “ You’ve earned this gold, for you won my contest.  He who travels the road best is he who makes the road smoother for those who will follow.”

BROKEN WATER JUG

Great Salt Lake Council

This was a little long for a Cubmaster's minute but it is a great story.  Use it wherever you want.  CD

100 years ago a family lived in the St. George area. Water had to be carried from the creek everyday for the family's use. Two large pots were suspended across the carriers back on a stout stick. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

All summer this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, but the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to

do.

Finally it could bear it no longer and said to the bearer, "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts."

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path? That's because I have known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. I have been able to have these beautiful flowers to enjoy. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty for us all to look at"

It's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. Take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.

BIG TURKEY HUNT

Heart of America Council

Divide audience into seven parts.  Assign each part a word and a response.  Instruct them they are to say the response whenever they hear the word.  Practice as you make assignments.

Vance                                           "I love to swim"

Pilgrim:                                                        Whistle

Turkey:                                         Gobble, Gobble

Duck:                                              Quack, Quack

Squirrel:                                       Chatter, Chatter

Fish:                                               Bubble, Bubble

Bear:                                                  Growl, Growl

Bee:                                                      Buzz, Buzz

Hunt:             All stand and make their sounds

Once upon a time, there was a PILGRIM who decided to go out to HUNT for a TURKEY for his Thanksgiving dinner. As he walked along through the forest, all of a sudden he met a DUCK.

“Hello, DUCK,” he said. “Have you seen the TURKEY? I’m on a big HUNT for him.” “No,” said the DUCK, with a sly wink. So the PILGRIM marched along till all of a sudden he spied a SQUIRREL playing in the treetops. “Good day, SQUIRREL,” said the PILGRIM. “Have you seen the TURKEY? I’m on a big HUNT for him.” “No, No!” said the SQUIRREL, smiling behind his paw.

As the PILGRIM crossed the brook, he bent down from the bridge when he saw a FISH swimming near the surface. “Oh, FISH,” said he, “has the TURKEY been down to the water for a drink today?” “No, not for a long time,” said the FISH, diving deep to hide his laughter. The poor PILGRIM continued down the shady path and suddenly came face to face with a big brown BEAR. “Hello, B-BEAR,” he said. “H-have you s-seen the TURKEY? I’m on a b-big HUNT

for him.” “No!” said the BEAR, “I don’t even know what a TURKEY is.” But he gave a rumbling laugh.

The PILGRIM was feeling quite depressed by now, for he thought that he would never find the TURKEY. Finally he saw a BEE buzzing by. “Stop a minute, BEE,” he said. “You fly just about everywhere; is the TURKEY near? I’m on a big HUNT for him.” No,” buzzed the BEE, “nowhere around here.” And he flew away, buzzing hard to hide his chuckles.

Soon the PILGRIM saw ahead of him a clump of bushes and small trees. As he neared it, here suddenly rang out the most deafening noise you ever heard. It was the most ferocious

growl of the BEAR, the loudest buzz of the BEE, the biggest bubbles of the FISH, the most irritable chatter of the SQUIRREL, the squawkiest quack of the DUCK and the deepest gobble of the TURKEY.... TURKEY had hidden himself in the midst of the thicket, and all of his friends had gathered together to try to scare the PILGRIM out of his boots and away from the TURKEY.

But the joke was on him, for guess what! All the PILGRIM had wanted to do was invite the TURKEY to help him eat his bountiful harvest Thanksgiving dinner! As the poor misunderstood PILGRIM let out a very loud yell and took off for home, all heard him exclaim, ere he hove out of sight, “That’s the last HUNT I’ll go on, so good-night, good-night.”