Nine Years and Beyond
Since that first week of June 2000, I never could get enough of my first love, Scouting.
Yes, once I was also a new recruit trying to learn all the basics, left, right and about face. I could still remember the looks of Christopher “Ehead” Engbino when he noticed me scratching my thighs because of the ants crawling inside my pants. I happened to start to know scouting on top of the anthill now still located in the middle of the CNHS grounds. That was Friday, my first day as a senior scout.
Since that day, I came a long way. I became a Venturer ranked scout when I entered third year, just three months after I graduated my favorite training, the Emergency Service Training Course. I was very proud myself when I got my venturer ID. I was one of the few who were able to achieve the rank. A few months later, I was one of the chosen few to join the Emergency Medical Service Training and become an EMT-Scout of the Davao City Council. Yet my real goal then was to become an Eagle Scout, I dream I never achieve, a frustration that I still carry today.
This is one of the main reasons why I still render my service to the CNHS scouting movement. I no longer want to have the rank; I’m too old for that. My goal now is to guide a high school student worthy enough to earn that prestigious rank. Although the path may be hard, I know that my Alma Matter is capable of producing a scout that could bring much honor and pride to the CNHS Boy Scouting Movement.
Though this reason is my driving force to continue service, I would say that my nine years in the movement made Scouting a part of my life. I tried once to stop my passion for scouting due to personal reasons, but I simply can’t. Scouting is now in my veins, flowing with my blood.
The movement taught me much, not only skills but also about life. Until the day that I die, I am proud to call myself a scout.
