Leading Edge 2014
The Guides' Own conducted at Leading Edge catered for a group of young leaders, aged 16 - 20, plus Guiding trainers and special guests, including members of the NSW/ACT State Team. The theme was GROWTH and REFLECTION and took place at 2pm, in a cleared grassy area (in very hot sun!)
The Guides' Own conducted at Leading Edge catered for a group of young leaders, aged 16 - 20, plus Guiding trainers and special guests, including members of the NSW/ACT State Team. The theme was GROWTH and REFLECTION and took place at 2pm, in a cleared grassy area (in very hot sun!)
Program:
Our flowers were created from this template: The flowers were coloured in heavily with crayon, and participants wrote something they would like to GROW in their lives in the centre of the bloom.
When folded up and placed in a large dish of water, each flower opened up to reveal the words written inside. On my honour
I will try If there's a duty to be done, then I say I, There's a reason here, for a reason above My honour is to try, and my duty is to love. People don't need to know my name If I do any harm, then I'm to blame When I help another, I help me If I open up my eyes to see. I've tucked away a song or two If you're feeling low, there's one for you If you need a friend, then I will come There are plenty more where I come from. Come with me where a fire burns bright We can see even better by a candle’s light But we’ll find more meaning in a campfire's glow Than we’ll ever learn in a year or so. We've made a promise to always keep We’ll sing "Day is Done" before we sleep We are Girl Guides together, and when we're gone We'll still be trying and singing this song... |
The Cracked Pot
(Thanks to Shauna from NSW) “A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and 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 master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. “I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. “Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?” “I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the pot said. The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.” Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it somewhat. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure. The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.” What is success?
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children... To leave the world a better place... to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. " //Ralph Waldo Emerson |