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Dear Cub Scout...

3/29/2015

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To the Cub Scout and his mother who visited my door:

Thank you for your generous donation of used chewing gum to my sidewalk. I almost stepped in it as I walked out of the house this morning. It’s too bad that your mother didn’t see you dispose of it there, however, something tells me that you learned this habit from her. Unfortunately for all of the Cub Scouts in the entire world, you have single-handedly (mouthedly?) ensured that I will never donate my hard earned money to your organization because the moment I found that wad of sticky, green, saliva-covered gum is a moment I will associate with the Cub Scouts for the rest of my life.

I don’t really care if a child knows how to tie 597 types of knots, learns how to build a fire out of masking tape and shoelaces, or how many badges he’s earned. What concerns me is a lack of self-awareness, empathy, and humanity.

Start there, young man. Be a good friend and a steward of humanity.

Heather


And, one more thing that is just a pet peeve of mine….if you’ve come to my door to request a donation or sell me something, leave the gum at home.

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