(Re-posted from Fellows of 11th Kowloon – edited)
黄麖仔 Dec 1962
X’mas Group Camp
Campfire !! first time for the new members of Antelope Junior B.
Long after the embers are out, the patrol back in the tent trying to sleep, smelling like smoked meat, the excitements lingered.
Lying between Robin and 飛機仔, whispering under the snores of Vincent our PL, we quietly hummed the newly learned camp songs, still amazed that 古惑佬 and 陸本强 were able to lit the huge fire with only 1 match and just saplings and wood shavings, others giggled at the silly skits and looked forward to the next one.
3am in the morning, 少爺仔decided he needed to pee, tripped over Henry Huang, fell on us and woke Vincent up.
Fifty two years ago.
Tonight, I heard the crackling fire all over again, watched the flames until they turned into embers just like 52 years ago, and was amazed that the memories of that night came flooding back.
6 hours, one cord of firewood, best $5 I’ve ever spent…and those fond memories that were tucked away somewhere, re-emerged again.
By the blazing council fire’s light,
We have met in fellowship tonight.
Round about the whispering trees
Guard our golden memories
And so before we close our eyes in sleep,
Let us pledge each other that we’ll keep
Scouting friendships strong and deep,
Till we meet again.
To be young then, in the seasons of plenty…….