Angel in Green

Having left mortal earth, I passed through Heaven's Gate
And while anxiously awaiting the outcome of my fate
I walked among the Angels all robed in purest white
Whereupon I saw one figure which cast a greenish light.

She sat upon a misty cloud, a harp held to her breast
In a flowing, blowing gown of green unlike all the rest;
I asked what great deed she'd done to earn the special hue
That gave her color where others had none, or maybe just a few.

She said "On earth I sought no fame, fortune was not my goal,
I shunned the power of politics and worked without a toll;
I spent my time with children, helping them to grow
For as you reap in life, so must you learn to sow."

"You see...", she said, "the dividends while growing up I'd share
I returned where many others were too self-involved to care.
Girl Scouting was my choice of roads to follow in my quest
For among the girls I found a love deeper than the rest."

"A teacher was I, my work was hard, I had no diploma or pay
But where family and institutions failed, I help show them the  way.
The lessons I taught were obscure and difficult to see
For they didn't have names like 'spelling', 'math', or geometry'."

"They were lessons in life delivered through guided experience
And they taught such things as character, spirit, and confidence.
Though on earth my life was blessed, it's even more so today
For when I look down I see my work, as my girls show others the way."

"On earth Girl Scouting taught me to leave things better than before
And the same applies to that mortal place where life never was a bore.
Now having lived by that Girl Scouting rule in every earthly endeavor
I have become an Angel in green and shall be a Girl Scout forever."

(c) Shirley Rhodes, The Patch Corner 1986
Rights to duplication and publication not for profit are granted to
any registered Girl Scouts

I dreamed I went to Heaven,
And saw among them there
An angel dressed in green
A halo 'round her head.
And she looked kind of funny
Midst all the glaring white,
The others asked her jealously
What gave her such a right.
I'm just a Girl Scout Leader,
I lay no hold to fame,
But being such a person
Means more than just a name.
My jobs on earth were many;
Praises and thanks were few.
I did more work in one day
Then ten people ought to do.
I was a tin can cooker,
A hiker, a pathfinder;
I;ve also been an artist,
A sailor, a book binder.
I taught jumping Jill's to dance
I taught parrots to sing
I made saints our of hoodlums,
While Mama had her fling.
I walked the streets till my feet
Felt like a ton of bricks,
Selling Girl Scout Cookies till
The mere thought made me sick.
But it was a lot of fun;
Life was never a bore.
See---This role isn't new to me,

Contributed by Elizabeth Kilcullen

PARENT: My daughter's just turned seven, She'd like to join your ranks.

TRAINER: Oh, good! We need new leaders.

PARENT: I have no time, but thanks.

TRAINER: I'm sure you'll like it fine.

PARENT: I said I have no time.

TRAINER: Training starts on Monday, Sign on the dotted line.

PARENT: My daughter's just turned nine, She'd like to fly up now.

TRAINER: The Leader's Guide will tell you, The where, the when, the how.

PARENT: I'm really rather beat, I'd like to take a rest.

TRAINER: You don't know what you're saying, The next three years are best.

PARENT: My daughter thinks it's time, Some camping she should do.

TRAINER: Well G.S. camp is just the place, We'll go along with you.

PARENT: I cannot sleep on cots, It hurts my back and head.

TRAINER: You really needn't worry, You'll never get to bed!

PARENT: My daughter tells me now, That day camp is the thing.

TRAINER: We need a dance director, and someone who can sing.

PARENT: I cannot dance a step, I cannot sing a song.

TRAINER: Well ten days in our day camp, We'll prove to you you're wrong.

PARENT: My daughter is now 12, I've really had it now I've hiked and camped and cooked outdoors, You name it--I know how.

TRAINER: But can you really say, You haven't had some fun? Do come and learn about Cadettes, Your work has just begun.

PARENT: My daughter is fifteen now, As leader, I am through.

TRAINER: You can't stop now when, Seniors need advisors just like you.

PARENT: I have another girl, Now she is seven, too.

TRAINER: Well aren't you glad you're so well trained. You know just what to do.

PARENT: Oh, yes, indeed I know, I'm quitting Scouts today.

TRAINER: But surely you have learned by now, you never get away

TRAINER: And then the sad occasion comes.  She ends her worldly care.

"Welcome," says St. Peter, "Your troop is over there."

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