Mike, age 8
Houston, Texas (1991)
One of these boys is not like the other...
|"And the Rainbow Badge Goes To...."|
I obviously took the time to make sure that I had socks to match my kerchief. And my shirt was nice and starched, and I was also well aware that the fashion trend of acid-washed jeans was headed out the door.
While the other boys slouched and sat in poor posture, I sat demure. It's as if I were a Victorian lady, awaiting a parasol and lace gloves to cover my dainty hands. I took the time to be fabulous, while no one else had. For this, I was not having being a Boy Scout.
The irony that a young gay boy wouldn't find Boy Scout meetings to be a safe haven from the outside world seems funny to me now. Themed outfits, arts and crafts, and plenty of opportunities to work out with other guys? All of these STILL being my favorite things to do now.
I looked at The Boy Scouts of America website, and looked at reasons why you should enroll your kid into the Scouts. It states this:
"Scouting provides youth with a sense that they are important as individuals.
It is communicated to them that those in the Scouting family care about what happens to them, regardless of whether a game is won or lost"
For the young and old gays alike out there, that feel as if they have lost this game of life? My message is: Don't give up.
For those who are stuck in Scouts because their parents feel like they should be doing what the "other boys" do, I would ask that they stick it out. But always make sure you stay fabulous doing so.
It sounds cliche' saying that time heals all wounds, but it does.... Scouts honor.