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{May 10, 2011}   Why am I waiting? It’s my program!

My dad always told me that if a meeting started at 10:00 am and you get there at 10:00 am, you are late. I had a program set for 5:30 last night. 8 Daisy Girl Scouts  were coming to do a community service project. I confirmed with the Daisy leader and told her I’d see her at 5:15. 5:30 rolls around and she and her daughter stroll in, the others usually don’t get to the meeting until 5:45, I was told.

Around 5:40 ish..I began to stew so I asked the Youth Services Librarian to select a good book about cooperation and respect (NOT FOX IN SOCKS!). I pre read it, it was perfect. Respecting others, helping others, cooperation, all the good things that just seemed to  apply to what was happening.

6pm rolled around and the leader kindly informed me that I could go ahead and start my program because the other 2 in the group were  in their car and on their way so it would be another 15 minutes before they got there. I gave a forced smile and as all the parents and kids were seated around me, launched into my reading. As I was reading, and was on the part of following instructions and listening, not only did the late comers arrive sooner then expected, they arrived as if nothing was happening. No quietly slipping in…not these daisies. Girls squealing and hugging, running up to each other, parents chatting, catching up and talking about the traffic, the day, someone’s taking online classes, what was being made for dinner? For real?

“COOPERATIVE PEOPLE ARE THOUGHTFUL TOWARD THEIR NEIGHBORS. THEY DO NOT MAKE LOUD NOISES THAT  MIGHT DISTURB THEIR NEIGHBORS…”

I may have read it a little louder then usual, but there was silence and all eyes were turned toward me. I continued, “Neighbors often cooperate by taking care of things in their neighborhood…”

The parents moved out of the story area and I was able to continue my reading, hand out the junior volunteer badges and assign the girls the tasks of shelving simple board books.

Daisy’s are my favorite flowers… always have been, always will be so I’m not going to let this type of  “daisy” ruin it for me, but they sure had me walking away wilted.

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