The Art of The Unexpected
My new senior patrol leader and I were talking at a bridge crossing ceremony. He is about two or three meetings into his term a the leader of his troop of 45 Scouts. Like all of his predecessors he’s been caught in the headlights of the unexpected. He seemed to be totally stunned by the opening of his first troop meeting, something he has been through many times, and stood paralyzed for a few long seconds until a fellow Scout quietly suggested that he may want to lead the pledge of allegiance....