Our Favourite Things

(apologies to “The Sound of Music”)

Dewdrops on wellies and bowls of Rice Krispies,

Wood smoke on kettles and stew cooked in dixies,

Sturdy wood gadgets all fashioned with string,

These are a few of our fav’rite camp things.

Green coloured ridge tents, put up in a hurry,

Whistles and cow horns and goulash with curry,

Wild ducks that fly with the sun on their wings,

These are a few of our fav’rite camp things.

Girls in Blue dresses with navy blue jackets,

Can’t go to sleep for the noise and the racket,

Bright golden mornings that make us all sing,

These are a few of our fav’rite camp things.

When the camp ends,

When the coach comes,

When we’re feeling sad,

We simply remember our favourite things,

And then we don’t feel so sad.

The Lazy Guide

What shall we do with a Guide that’s lazy?

Stays in bed when the morning’s rosy;

Won’t get up ‘cause she says she’s cosy, 

Early in the morning.

CHORUS:

Oh dear, and still she slumbers,

Oh dear, and still she slumbers,

Oh dear, and still she slumbers,

Early in the morning.

Take her and shake her and jolly well make her,

Take her and shake her and jolly well make her,

Take her and shake her and jolly well make her,

Early in the morning.

CHORUS

Freshen her up with a pail of water,

Freshen her up with a pail of water,

Freshen her up with a pail of water,

Early in the morning.

CHORUS

Toss her up in her own two blankets,

Toss her up in her own two blankets,

Toss her up in her own two blankets,

Early in the morning.

CHORUS

That’s what we’ll do with a Guide that’s lazy,

Tell her a Guide shouldn’t take things easy,

Soon she’ll get up as fresh as a daisy

Early in the morning.

Hooray, and up she rises,

Hooray, and up she rises,

Hooray, and up she rises,

Early in the morning.

Guiders 'Barges'

Out of my tent flap looking in the night
I can see the Guiders, boy, what a sight!
Curlers in their hair and cold cream on their face
They look like aliens from outer space.

Guiders, I would like to be like you
I would like to have some privileges too.
Guiders, have you cookies that you hold?
Do you share with Guides as good as gold.

Out of my tent flap looking in the night
I can see those Guiders having a fight.
Silently goes a pillow through the air
And here comes someone's underwear.

Guiders, I don't want to be with you
I would probably end up black and blue.
Guiders, have you cookies that you hold?
Do you share with Guides as good as gold.

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Canadian Wetspurs

Softly falls the rain today

As our campsite floats away.

Silently each Guide should ask, “Did I bring my SCUBA mask?”

Have I tied my tent flaps down? Learned to swim so I won’t drown?

Have I done and will I try

Everything to keep me dry?

First Aider's Song 

(tune of 12 days of Christmas) 

On the first day of camping the Guider sent to me
A Girl who had skinned her knee

On the second day of camping the Guider sent to me
Two banged heads, and a Girl who had skinned her knee

three nose-bleeds . .
four mozzie bites . .
five nettle-stings . .
six Girls with splinters . .
seven upset tummies . .
eight cuts and grazes . .
nine twisted ankles . .
ten homesick Guiders . .
eleven Girls with measles . .
twelve angry parents . .

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