Issue #26 – April 2018
New Badges Posted
New Pin Style for Fruit of the Spirit Award
Our supplier discontinued the original Fruit of the Spirit design, so we have a change. As we clear out our old inventory of the original pins, we will be adding this new design to our store.
- Squash gossip
- Squash criticism
- Squash indifference
- Let us be loving
- Let us be joyful
- Let us be peaceful
- Let us be patient
- Let us be kind
- Let us be good
- Let us be gentle
- Let us be faithful
- Let us have self control
- Turn up for meetings on time
- Turn up with new ideas
- Turn up with real determination
- and best of all,
- Turn up with a smile!!!
National Wildlife Week (March 14th – 18th) ~ Animals around the World
Written by: Kiersta Marie Fairbrother
Ideas for the Animals Around the World Badge:
- Learn to identify animals that do not live in your part of the world (Make a list of all the animals you can think of, then consult a book to see which animals you know about but forgot)
- Make a Craft that involves animals around the world (we made Owls out of Toilet Paper Rolls)
- Learn about biomes ~ split the room into 4 – 6 different areas (hang up a picture of a dessert in one section, rain forest in another, ocean, etc ~ list an animal and have members decide which biome that animal is from – go stand in the area of the room)
- Print a map of the World ~ List animals and write where in the world they live. Are they endangered? Why or why not?
- Play a matching game (I made up one that had the vocabulary word/definition and members had to match them)
- Play Animal Bingo
Make a Difference Award Guidelines
by Katie Lundquist, Leader of Troop #159, Co
Over the last several years, our troop has awarded 40 Make a Difference Awards at all levels, Level 1 through Level 5. Projects have included grand events such as Father/Daughter dances and Mother/Daughter teas, as well as smaller projects such as collecting coats for the homeless population, blankets and towels for an animal hospital, and school supplies for families in crisis. Throughout all of these activities, we have come up with several guidelines that have helped our troop ensure we are meeting quality standards for our Make a Difference projects. Using these guidelines for the past few years have helped avoid some issues and problems we experienced with our earlier projects. These are not necessary for earning the award and go above and beyond the requirements from Quest National headquarters, but I wanted to share them with other troops in case you find them useful. Next month, I will share how we conduct a review board interview for Levels 3, 4, and 5, including examples of the questions we ask.
§ Members at the levels 3 and 4 must choose an advisor for their project. An advisor can be any adult outside of their own family. If the advisor is not familiar with Quest and the Make a Difference Award, it is recommended they meet with troop leadership before starting the project.
§ A time log must be kept throughout the duration of the project. This log must be signed by the advisor and turned in to troop leadership at the Review Board. The member must also keep accurate expense records to be turned in at the same time.
§ Only 1 of the 3 volunteers being led may be from the member’s own family.
§ A Review Board will be conducted after the project is completed. The Board will consist of at least 3 adults not related to the member and not their advisor. The membeer may choose 1 of the adults to sit on the Board. Parents are not allowed to attend the Board, except in special circumstances and approved by troop leadership.
§ During the interview, the Board will ask the member several questions relating to the project and their role in it. Questions may also be asked about their Quest experience in general. The purpose of the interview is to help the member reflect on what they learned from the project and to gauge the member’s leadership experience. There are no right or wrong answers, but the member must show the leadership growth inherent in the intent of the Award.
§ Final approval for the Award is determined by troop leadership based on the project, the documents turned in and the recommendation of the Review Board.
Flag of the Month- Bhutan
By Jennifer Milakovic Nelson
Bhutan is one of two countries with a mythological animal on its national flag. Bhutan, as well as Wales, has a dragon as the focal point of its flag. The country of Bhutan is known as the “Land of the Thunder Dragon” because people have long believed that the sound of thunder in the mountains was the sound of dragons. The dragon is white to symbolize purity and loyalty. The dragon holds jewels that symbolize the nation’s wealth. Bhutan joined the United Nations in 1971, so that is probably when this version of the flag was introduced. The exact date is unknown though, because Bhutan was largely closed off from the world prior to the 1960s.
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Sewing to Serve
by Elizabeth Simmons
Let me introduce you to some options to sew for the Quilting and Advanced Quilting badges. Please note that a quilt is a much larger project than a pillowcase or pillowcase dress. You may want to have several girls team up on one quilt for a start.
Optional Requirement 3 of the Quilting badge states, “Participate in a community service project that involves quilting. Ideas might include quilting dog beds for the local animal shelter, quilting blankets for the local homeless shelter, or baby blankets for a hospital.”
Optional Requirement 11 of the Advanced Quilting badge states, “Give a quilt you make as a gift or donate it to a charity.”
Locally, you may be able to quilt for the animal shelter, pregnancy resource centers, homeless shelters, transitional foster homes, Ronald McDonald house, or nursing homes. You will need to contact the desired agency to see what their specifications would be. Some may include specific washing instructions, materials, or lack of glittery fabrics.
Following are 3 nationally advertised projects to make quilts for others.
Project Linus – http://www.projectlinus.org/ “At Project Linus, a non-profit organization, we provide homemade blankets to children in need. Our blankets are lovingly made by adults and children from all walks of life and many different sources.” This project was inspired by Linus’s blanket in the Snoopy cartoons. These blankets are often donated to children’s hospitals so smoke and pet contamination is a concern. Please refer to their website for size, materials, and other requirements. Project Linus also accepts afghans and no sew fleece blankets, though these would not qualify for either quilting badge.
Snuggled in Hope Quilts – http://www.snuggledinhopequilts.com/ Snuggled in Hope provides a quilt and pillowcase for every camper that attends a particular camp for children with a “serious illness.” They are requesting quilt tops and quilts of twin bed size. In their “Wish Lists” section of the website, they list their requirements for the quilts along with some other things they need.
Quilts of Valor – https://www.qovf.org/ “The mission of the Quilts of Valor Foundation is to cover service members and veterans touched by war with comforting and healing Quilts of Valor.” How perfect for Frontier Girls! These quilts have some very specific requirements for size, materials, type of quilting, label, and skill level. Be sure to read their website to find out more.
I have personally a few kids in making simple quilts for a pregnancy resource center. I have also made a few quilts for other projects. My family says “to sleep under a quilt, is to sleep wrapped in love.” I am so blessed to be able to know I am sharing love with others with every stitch.
D.C’s Mysteries – Dog-napped
Short Story by Gloria Caelis, (Eagle, Troop #101)
afraid that I’ll be unable to help you. To my friends, clients, and unwary substitute
teachers, I’m D.C. Call me that, and it’ll be: ‘Detective Caiman at your service!’
Depending on your age, it’ll be ‘Detective Caiman at your service, Sir!’ (Right now,
that’s just wishful thinking: no one older than seventeen has ever asked for my
assistance. How old am I? I’m twelve. A mature twelve, but twelve nonetheless.)
Anyway, that’s how my best friend Mason brought the case to me….
footfalls echoed, and then he appeared at my door. He was gesturing wildly, his eyes
were wild and his hair was wilder. (That last part was normal.) In short, he looked about
as desperate as a twelve-year-old can look. He was definitely not here to discuss our
strategy for the annual cops and robbers game. “What’s the trouble, Mason?” I asked
in my most calming, I-got-this detective manner. He sank onto my bed. (It didn’t matter.
I never made my bed.)
sheepdog. He’s extremely hairy, a caramely brown color, and very, very trusting. He
would never dream of pulling someone’s arms from their sockets, even if losing a tugof-
war. Wookiee is the sort of dog that gives canines the reputation of man’s best
pulling out my notebook. Mason stood up and paced.
outside during the day. I stayed after school to play baseball, so they got back before I
did. They thought he was with me. I asked the neighbors, but they hadn’t seen
Wookiee either.” I jotted down ‘no witnesses’ in my notebook. “But,” Mason continued,
“I know Wookiee. He loves me. He wouldn’t run away. He’s never once so much as
tried to escape the yard while we were gone, and now he’s left a huge hole in the
fence. Only, I don’t think it was him. I think he’s been stolen!” I was quiet, thinking it
over. Wookiee was great and all, but stealing him?
Wookiee had been dog-napped. “My mom and brother don’t agree. They say he’ll be
said a word the entire way to his house. While he didn’t live far, he didn’t live close, and
the streets of Brentburry tend to wind. I resisted the urge to form hypotheses. Sherlock
Holmes says to never pre-suppose on a case. He makes it look and sound easy—it’s
not. Brakes screeching, almost fishtailing, we came to a halt at the base of a steep hill,
in front of Mason’s house. In the front door, out the back door, and we were in the
backyard. (You probably figured that out….) The hole, big enough to free a determined
sheepdog, was in the far right corner: the corner that backs up to the street…
interesting. Hewed with deep scratches, covered in mud, and with tufts of brown fur
caught on the jagged edges, it did seem as if a distraught dog had flung himself at it
until it caved. I shook my head.
way too precise and clear to have been made by a crazed dog, and anyways, the
scrabbling at the fence should have obscured them. With that, the scratches are too far
apart, and there are only three in a set of claw marks. If I had to guess, I’d say
someone used a three pronged garden trowel to fake the evidence.” I straightened up
halfway. “Also, several nails are missing, and see how the fence was forced in? The
bits of hair hide it some, but not totally.” I grabbed the top of the fence, and levered
myself up. “And over here, there are no footprints, but the grass is flattened out for
about a five foot radius. You were right, Mason.”
what, D.C.?” he asked, his nonchalant words trembling only a little.
wasn’t going to be that easy. I needed to know more—and it’s the sort of stuff you
can’t just find on the internet. I didn’t tell Mason that. “So, first we need—”
“Wait,” Mason interrupted. “What if we checked on how many other dogs are
missing? None? Twenty-one?”
how that would help Wookiee. What we need to do is try to figure out why they took
Wookiee, which would help with figuring out who took him, and ultimately where they
took him.” I sighed again. “Can I use your computer?”
steal dogs. After the fiftieth webpage, I decided I was on the wrong track. As far as I’d
gotten with why leading to who, was ‘who’ being criminals. (No way. Could have fooled
the thief went, but I’m not that great at tracking yet.”
are fifty-seven dog missing advertisements.” That caught my attention.
version of Dr. W. who actually helps!”
‘detective sense’ but it’s just…just…a knowing that I’m on a scent. That metaphor is
especially appropriate for a dog-napping!) “I see where you were going with that,
Mason. If they’ve got that many dogs, minus the few that actually went missing of their
own volition, then there aren’t that many places where the pernicious purloiners could
remain hidden, right?”
for a reply.
shall explain. Before there was Brentburry, there was Old Town…a town so old no one
remembers its name. (That’s not true…it was Brentburry too.) The past townspeople
abandoned it because the woods are swampy and swampy equals mosquitos—by the
ton. (Do you know how many mosquitos it takes to make a ton? A veritable plague of
‘em.) Most of the buildings were crumbling down when my great-grandfathers were
kids, except the library—a beautiful place, built at the town’s expense and finished just
prior to the decision to abandon marsh. The citizens refused to take it as a loss, and it
was kept in repair, and even in use, until my mom was about twenty. (I may have
forgotten to mention, my Great-great-great-great grandfather’s name was Bartimaeus
Bartholomew Brent. At least I wasn’t named after him….)
Hence, he won my impromptu tour de….Brentburry….(Maybe I’d better leave that
name to France.) Ditching our bikes in a road side ditch, Mason and I hiked through the
sparse and mushy forest. I wished we could’ve stay on the road, but if the dognappers
were at the library, they would probably be using the road, (and probably
wouldn’t want to share it), mostly though, I didn’t want to be spotted.
we’re not jumping headfirst into a rescue unless Wookiee’s being loaded onto a truck
or something. Got it Dr. M?” (Hey! This is amazing! An ‘m’ is just an upside down ‘w’!
It’s perfect! No? Nothing? Well, I think it’s pretty cool.)
entering possible hostile territory, and keeping an eye out for the missing person.
as being one of the less easily perturbed members of the animal kingdom: unless…
unless they were trying to free upwards of fifty dogs. That’d do it for two cats, I
suppose.) Each step we took either snapped a twig on the higher ground or
squuuueeeeelcheeeed all the way down and back up in the soft bog. (Note to self: read
up on silent movement.) A four mile trek, the way to the abandoned library was either
too long, or too short; I couldn’t decide. As we tramped further into the forest, the eerie
whine of the mosquitos grated on our nerves, grinding them to a ragged edge. Our
hands were kept busy trying to keep our skins whole. We needed a swat team to
combat all these bloodsucking insects! I was also wondering (through the skeeters)
about the other ‘w’s. ‘W’s like: who, and why. Sigh. Sometimes I think I’m the smartest
kid on the block, (and that’s not so good…) and other times I’m aware of just how
much I’ve still got to figure out. (Now is one of those times…in case you were
To be continued….