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Young Henry Ku
Here is a picture of me as a senior scout back in 1953 Sports Day.
【wow！古昌，完全不像你！你是否借了別人的相片？譚溥】
In the first one, I was far too young for anyone but myself to be able to recognize me. Even Klaus who sent me the picture did not know I was in the picture. I put a red H on me. It was taken at Government House because 11th Kowloon won both the Carlton Trophy and the Prince of Wales Banner in the same year and was honored at Government House as the Governor’s Group. Big face.
The other one, unfortunately only shows my ass as I was presented to HRH Princess Alexandra as a representative of HK Scouts. Tam Po and Greg, I think, were there, too. We were trained personally by Henry Ma how to behave. Only dip our head as a bow, don’t put out your hand to shake until Royalty puts out hers, and don’t turn our back afterward but step back before turning and walking away.
WYK Open Day 1951 @Nelson Street Campus
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?, Tang Kam-yan, Choy Shing-pang, Raymond Tang Kam-hing, ?
《Christmas Group Camp 大環 Dec 27-29 1967》__ Leo Chu
Christmas Group Camp 大環 Dec 27-29 1967
The night was getting chilly, and the Campfire had long finished. At 2am I went out to do a camp inspection, making sure the tent ropes are tight, equipment properly stowed etc. There in the dead of night, I heard giggling and suppressed laughter, still.
From the Air Scouts area.
What on earth…and then the memory from a few hours ago at the Campfire came back, and I started laughing too. Continue reading
Henry Ma at the Frontline: Script by Henry Ku
Klaus Chung writes, “December 2016 marks the 75th anniversary of attack on Pearl Harbour. Here is a wartime story by Henry Ku (’56) contributing to HK Scouting magazine.”
at St George’s Day
The year was 1966.
There were 7 of us that went up at the St George’s Day Rally that year, the largest contingent of Queen’s Scouts from one single Group. It was also a resounding come-back after a 5 year drought for 11th Kln.
Not until X’mas Group camp late ’65 were the seven of us able to gather around, and over strong tea after campfire finally managed to have a sit-down chat. Only then did we realize that most of us have completed the requirements and waiting for district & HQ processing, the rest were a hair from it. That night, the realization that the pursuit was at last over, and that we may well be making history, put us into a giddiness that kept us from falling asleep, tired as we were.
On April 24, George Law (DC Yaumatei, himself a 11th QS) visited us on the field and said 4 words “Well done, thank you”, exact same words Father C said back in February. They probably didn’t know how much that meant to us boys.
We checked each other for uniform correctness, and went over to the form-up. Sir David Trench actually went through all three ranks and handed out certificates to each.
Salute, left hand shake, right hand receive…and just like that, 2 years+ of blood and sweat affirmed.
Right turn, QSs forward, march off, and it was done. That was my first milestone. I was barely 17.
Fr Cunningham was standing by the Group Colour, waiting for us to return. I remembered side-glancing smilingly at 大享, took a breath, with chests up, we marched purposefully up to the White & Blue, overwhelmed by feelings of elation, pride and satisfaction.
With that memory still intact, exactly fifty years have elapsed.
Henry, Kenneth, 柴記, 儍妹, S³, I hope you’re all still well.
(大享 passed away same year in July)
《On this day, 50 years ago…》__Leo Chu
This piece of green & gold taught me to stay focused, to look beyond the bends what possibilities may exist, reminded me time and again the resilience I can muster, and fortified me for the many ups and downs over the 50 year journey.
I remembered and kept the first promise I ever made on my honour, and stayed the course. Now in the autumn of my years, I came to realize what a profound influence it did cast, and what it is amongst a brotherhood I am privileged to be counted.
I remembered and kept the first promise I ever made on my honour, and stayed the course. Now in the autumn of my years, I came to realize what a profound influence it did cast, and what it is amongst a brotherhood I am privileged to be counted.
And by now I think I have earned the right to write my own epitaph :
“Dared to be different, independent, self-reliant, alone”
My dear friends, go forth, I hope you have as rewarding a journey in the years ahead.
“Dared to be different, independent, self-reliant, alone”
My dear friends, go forth, I hope you have as rewarding a journey in the years ahead.
[Reposted from Fellows of 11th Kowloon Group]
【讀《香港童軍》雜誌有感】古匡昌
Henry, 1956
Please click the image to read the article forwarded by Klaus Chung.
1967
Oct 29 1967 Sunday
Four columns, 3 to a rank, in close formation, Gray uniforms a hundred strong……it was the largest contingent of 11th Kln scouts ever to march out of 56 Waterloo Rd.
Four Troops, the strongest we have ever been, marching smartly through the streets of Causeway Bay, on their way to SoQuanPo Stadium for the annual celebration of the Feast of Christ the King.
The Seniors on point, in full strength that day, more than half have QS on their sleeves, and even more Bushman’s Thongs on the rest of their shoulders. In another year, all those that were there marching that day would be a QS too. They were the pride of our Group, the resurgence of confidence and esprit de corp.
The two Junior Troops, the core strength of us, representing the hope of our future years. No slouch these boys – having won 5 banners and trophies in Competitions colony-wide among them thus far in ’67.
Bringing up the rear, the newly formed Air Scouts with their gray berets and gold insignia, the first Air Scout Troop in Hong Kong, and the first time their unique uniforms were shown to the public and other Scout Groups.
Up Caroline Hill Rd, as we turned the last bend, the stands of the stadium came into view.
Headed into the wind, the Colour bearer let loose the silk, and the White & Blue, golden tassels streaming, unfurled.
Even the last rank of the formation could see the Group Colour snapping in the breeze on point up ahead, and felt the power of the columns of Gray marching in cadence.
200 meters to the gate across the road, we paused, and heard the thundering of a hundred pair of feet marking time on the pavement, and felt the tremour.
And then we surged ahead, a flying wedge, led by the White & Blue into the stadium.
The 11th Kln fielded the largest contingent that day, half the length of the football field honour guarded by a long line of Gray, proudly in support of ‘Ad majorem Dei Gloriam’.
I was there, together with the hundred in 11th Gray, and just like them, full of pride and confidence.
And out of this line of Gray, within 5 years, until the uniform changed, 32 Queen’s Scouts were to emerge.
I remember that to this day, some 47 years ago……MY 11th Kln Group, still mine’s.
Our White & Blue, long may it stand proud and strong.
on St. Patrick’s Day
To those Fathers who came away from Ireland and ended up at 56 Waterloo Rd, we honour and remember you.
For boys in their formative years to learn what dedication, devotion to duty, and a man for others meant, it was a life gift. Thank you…