Why I Hate Scouts
Scouts was mentioned in my last blog entry, once again prompting me to express my always-controversial opinion.
I was in Scouts for 12 years, in a group called 1st North Frankston. It was horrible. I was forced into camps I didn't want to go on, I and others were treated like peasants by our tyrant of a group leader, called Maroa Pedlar, and that same leader literally tried to do everything in her power to keep me from getting my Queen's Scout!
While she failed to stop me from getting it, she did permanently scar me, worsening my whinging ("complaining" in America's tongue) tenfold, which directly led to me getting bullied when I started TAFE, and just plain hardening my heart. Basically she undid everything I was supposed to develop in Scouts. Even though I have since mostly recovered despite a nightmarish 2009, I am but a shadow of my former self (and I was here in 2008 before it TRULY started, in case anyone noticed the change).
What did I do wrong? I have no idea. APPARENTLY I got punished because my mother got on Maroa's bad side, as if I caused it. The seeming fact that I did nothing wrong to deserve what I got proves that she was a bully at best. The moment she quits for whatever reason is the moment the group can finally become competent, assuming it doesn't die first. From what I've heard, her tyrrany has continued after I quit, and she has moved on to other victims.
I know there are BZPers out there that do Scouts atm. Just take this entry as what group and leader to avoid.
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