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\nFrom: macman@bernina.ethz.ch (Danny Schwendener)
\nSubject: rec.scouting FAQ #1: Skits, Yells & Creative Campfires
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\nOrganization: Pfadi Glockenhof, 8001 Zurich, Switzerland
\nDate: Mon, 4 Jan 1993 03:14:44 GMT
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Archive-name: scouting\/1_skits-yells-and-campfires
\nLast-Modified: 1992\/12\/24<\/p>\n
This file contains a number of skits and yells collected on
\nrec.scouting and scouts-l, for your own Pack meetings and campfires.
\nWhile the yells are rarely useable outside of the english-speaking
\ncountries, I have found that most skits are very easy to translate,
\nand my cubs love them!<\/p>\n
I have also appended a compilation of creative ways to light a
\ncampfire. If you use them, be careful not to incite the kids to start
\nplaying with liquid fuels. The results can be devastating.<\/p>\n
If you know a good skit or yell that hasn’t been included in this FAQ,
\nplease do all of us the favour. Write it up and post it on rec.scouting.
\nDrop me a copy too to make sure that I include it in this file.<\/p>\n
There are a few books I know on skits, yells and campfires:<\/p>\n
The “BSA Cub Scout Leader How-To Book”. It is built to help the
\ncub scout pack and den leaders running programs that kids enjoy.
\nA section of 15 pages is dedicated to skits, yells and applauses.
\nISBN 0-8395-3831-6.<\/p>\n
“Creative Campfires” is another fine publication. Half of the
\nbook contains songs, and the rest is crammed with skits, stories,
\nyells and tips to set up an entertaining campfire. (Sorry – no ISBN,
\nbut it can be ordered worldwide from the BSA Supply Division –
\nFax +1-704-588-5822).<\/p>\n
This file is in digested format, like all FAQ files on this newsgroup.
\nIf you’re using nn as newsreader, type ‘G %” to split the digest into
\nindividual postings. In bn or rn, typing control-G should cause the
\nreader to skip to the next posting within this file.<\/p>\n
— Danny Schwendener macman@bernina.ethz.ch
\n Wolfsmeute Nidau\/Glockenhof, Sihlstr. 33, CH-8001 Zurich, Switzerland
\n m.h.c. Troop 14, San Francisco<\/p>\n
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\nDate: Thu, 16 Jul 1992 12:47:53 -0400
\nFrom: bk233@CLEVELAND.FREENET.edu (Jack W. Weinmann)
\nSubject: Skit – Rowing<\/p>\n
Four or more people sneak up behind the speaker and set chairs down so
\nthat “the speaker can’t see them.” They then begin to go through the
\nmotions of casting a line and reeling it in. After a while the audience
\nis watching what the group is doing and then the “speaker” looks over
\nand asks, “What are you doing?”<\/p>\n
“We’re fishing!” is the reply of the fishermen, after which they go
\nback to their motions and the speaker resumes talking. After a short
\ntime the speaker looks over and says – “But you can’t fish here!”<\/p>\n
“Why not?” asks another fisherman.<\/p>\n
“Because there’s no water here!” (speaker)<\/p>\n
“Oh, well, they weren’t biting anyway!” (fisherman)<\/p>\n
The fishermen then turn their chairs so that they are lined up in
\na single line, facing in the same direction. They go through the
\nmotions of putting their gear away, and then, acting as if they are
\nrowing a boat, slide their chairs backwards across the stage.”<\/p>\n
It worked well in a gymnasium and at the hall where we showed it
\nto the leaders at roundtable. Perhaps the fishermen could sit on
\nplastic garbage bags, or pieces of plastic sheet such as that which
\nis used for ground cloths and simply scoot across the ground when it
\nis time to “row” away.<\/p>\n
Also, the speaker could be starting what looks like the introduction
\nto another skit when the fishermen interrupt his narration.<\/p>\n
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\nDate: Thu, 16 Jul 1992 16:04:12 -0400
\nFrom: GARBUTT@WVNVM.bitnet (Garbutt, Keith)
\nSubject: Skit – Ging gang gooly<\/p>\n
****Warning long posting of interest to campfire junkies only******<\/p>\n
At WEBELOS camp last week I was teaching the “Skits, songs and cheers”
\nactivity. We had each den produce a skit a song and a cheer.
\nIn addition I was teaching other songs so we could have decent volume
\non the communal songs. I was teaching Ging Gang Gooli (which I
\ndiscoverd had never been heard before in this council!!!!!!) when
\na Scouter from a Pittsburg pack (who appears to be as big a nut about
\ncampfires as I am) asked if I knew the Great Grey Elephat story which
\nwent with it. I didn’t, he told it to me, I shamlessly stole it!!!!
\n(with his permision). Apparently this story came to him from Canada
\n– so Thanks to our brothers and sisters in the Great Frozen North for
\nthis one. <\/p>\n
THE GREAT GREY GHOST ELEPHANT<\/p>\n
In deepest darkest Africa there is a legend concerning the Great Grey
\nGhost Elephant. Every year after the rains the great grey ghost
\nelephant arose from the mists and wandered throught the land at dawn.
\nWhen he came to a village he would stop and sniff the air, then he
\nwould either go around the village or through it. If he went around
\nthe village the village would have a prosporous year, if he went
\nthrough it there would be hunger and drought.<\/p>\n
The village of Wat-cha had been visited three years in a row by the
\nelephant and things were very bad indeed, and the village leader
\nGing-ganga, was very worried, as was the village medicine man
\nHay-la-shay. Together they decided to do somthing about the problem.<\/p>\n
Now Ging-ganga and his worriors whe huge men with big shields and
\nSpears and they decided to stand in the path of the elephant and
\nshake their shields and swords at it to frightenit off.<\/p>\n
Hay-la-shay and his followers were going to cast magic spells to
\ndeter the elephant by shaking their medicine bags as the elephant
\napproached which made the sound shalawally shallawlly shallawally.<\/p>\n
Very early in the morning of the day the Great Grey Elephant came
\nthe villagers gatherd at the edge of the village on one side were
\nGing-gana and his warriors (indicate right side of camp fire circle)
\non the other was Hay-la-shay and his followers (indicate left side
\nof camp fire)<\/p>\n
As they waited the warriors sang softly about their leader<\/p>\n
Ging Gang Gooli, Gooli, Gooli, Gooli Watcha
\nGing Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo
\nGing Gang Gooli, Gooli, Gooli, Gooli Watcha
\nGing Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo<\/p>\n
As they waited the medicine men sang of their leader<\/p>\n
Hayla, Hayla Shayla Heyla Shayla Halya Ho-o-o!
\nHayla, Hayla Shayla Heyla Shayla Halya Ho-o-o!<\/p>\n
And shook their medicine bags<\/p>\n
shallawally shallawlly shallawally shallawally.<\/p>\n
And from the river came the mighty great grey elephants
\nreply (Have all the adults do this)<\/p>\n
Oompha Oompah Ompah Oompah!<\/p>\n
The elephat was coming closer so the warriors beat their
\nshields and sang louder (signal warriors to stand
\nand beat thighs in time)<\/p>\n
Ging Gang Gooli, Gooli, Gooli, Gooli Watcha
\nGing Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo
\nGing Gang Gooli, Gooli, Gooli, Gooli Watcha
\nGing Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo<\/p>\n
then the medicine men rose and sang loudly<\/p>\n
Hayla, Hayla Shayla Heyla Shayla Halya Ho-o-o!
\nHayla, Hayla Shayla Heyla Shayla Halya Ho-o-o!<\/p>\n
And shook their medicine bags<\/p>\n
shallawally shallawlly shallawally shallawally.<\/p>\n
And mighty great grey elephant turn aside and went around the
\nvillage saying<\/p>\n
Oompha Oompah Ompah Oompah!<\/p>\n
There was great rejoicing in the village and all the villagers
\njoind to gether to sing<\/p>\n
Ging Gang Gooli ……..<\/p>\n
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\nDate: Thu, 16 Jul 1992 16:04:12 -0400
\nFrom: GARBUTT@WVNVM.bitnet (Garbutt, Keith)
\nSubject: Yells<\/p>\n
My boys love to yell so we do a competitive Yell
\nSplit the camp fire into two halfs have one side say<\/p>\n
There ain’t no flys on us
\nThere ain’t no flys on us
\nThere may be flys on some of you guys
\nBut there ain’t no flys on us<\/p>\n
The other side responds with<\/p>\n
Give ’em straw
\nGive ’em hay
\ngive ’em somthing to stop that neigh<\/p>\n
Get both sides going at once and wear ear plugs!!!!!<\/p>\n
An old old favourite of mine from my days playing rugby in Wales<\/p>\n
(Leader) Oggy Oggy Oggy
\n(Scouts) Oy Oy OY
\n(L) Oggy (S)Oy
\n(L) Oggy (S)Oy
\n(Leader) Oggy Oggy Oggy
\n(Scouts) Oy Oy OY<\/p>\n
This next one was made up by a bunch of first year WEBELOS
\nThey thought it was GREAT we were not so sure but we let
\nthem do it any way – must encourage creativity!!!!
\n(Use with CAUTION!!!)<\/p>\n
Rah Rah Ree Kick ’em in the knee
\nRah Rah Ras Kick ,em in the (pause for parents to go OH!)
\nOther knee.<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: wayne@eng.umd.edu (Wayne C. McCullough)
\nSubject: Skit – the Medicrin<\/p>\n
The Medicrin<\/p>\n
as recorded by Wayne McCullough
\n (original Author unknown)<\/p>\n
There once was a medieval village named Trinsic. This
\nvillage was being terrorized by a vile monster, the
\nMedicrin. Each night, the Medicrin would stalk down from
\nthe hills, and devour one of the villagers.<\/p>\n
The terrified villagers called a meeting, and decided to
\npool their money together to hire the great hero Erik.<\/p>\n
Erik came and listened to the complaints of the villagers.
\nHe consulted his Great Hero’s Book of Vile Monsters, and
\nlearned that Medicrins love to eat Loons.<\/p>\n
So Erik hunted high and low to find a loon. He found one,
\ncaptured it, tied it up, and brought it back to the village.
\nHe then had the villagers dig a deep pit.<\/p>\n
Erik threw the loon into the pit, hoping to capture the
\nMedicrin, and slay it.<\/p>\n
That night, the Medicrin came . . .<\/p>\n
It smelled the loon . . .<\/p>\n
But it also smelled DANGER, and it ran off,
\ndevouring one of the villagers on the way out.<\/p>\n
After calming the villagers, the next day, Erik again
\nconsulted his Great Hero’s Book of Vile Monsters, and
\nlearned that Medicrins also love sugar.<\/p>\n
So Erik gathered up all of the sugar in the village, and
\nthrew it into the pit. The loon, not having eaten in days,
\ndevoured all of the sugar in a single gulp. Erik was struck
\nwith panic, and ran to and fro trying to figure out what to
\ndo next, but night had fallen, and the Medicrin would be
\nthere soon, so Erik crossed his fingers, and hoped for the
\nbest.<\/p>\n
That night, the Medicrin came . . .<\/p>\n
It smelled the loon . . .<\/p>\n
It smelled danger . . .<\/p>\n
But it also smelled the sugar, and the
\nMedicrin dived into the pit, and devoured the loon. The
\nvillagers swarmed over the Medicrin, and slew it.<\/p>\n
The moral of the story:<\/p>\n
“A loon full of sugar helps the Medicrin go down.”<\/p>\n
Presentation:
\nThe story calls for a narrator, a Hero, a Medicrin, a Loon,
\nand assorted villagers. The narrator should have a loud,
\nclear voice. There should be at least three villagers, but
\nthe more, the merrier (up to ten).<\/p>\n
The narrator should read the story, and the characters
\nshould act out the parts. I personally feel no props should
\nbe used, and only the narrator should speak.<\/p>\n
The narrator should read the story slowly and dramatically.
\nPurely from the spoken point of view, the only humor in the
\nentire story is the final punch-line. However, minor
\nslapstick should be employed by the actors.<\/p>\n
This is amusing mostly because of the punch-line. This
\nstory should not be evoked in excess.<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – The little green ball<\/p>\n
Hi Folks.
\nThe following stunts and sketches were collected from the Xerox
\nscouting distribution list and contains items from leaders in
\nAmerica and in England.
\nHave fun!<\/p>\n
THE LITTLE GREEN BALL<\/p>\n
This one is so old, but it appeals to the lads in my troop.
\nFirst scout comes on and says ‘Oh no I’ve lost it’
\nHe then starts to search around on the floor.
\nSecond scout comes in and asks what he is looking for.
\nFirst scout replies that he has lost his little green ball.
\nBoth scouts continue searching the floor.
\nSeveral more scouts come on and are told about the lost little
\ngreen ball. even members of the audience can be persuaded to join
\nin the search. After enough time has been dragged out, the first
\nscout, sticks a finger up his nose and says “Don’t worry I will
\nhave to make another one” YUK!!!!!<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THE MAGIC DOCTOR’S CHAIR<\/p>\n
Characters required, 1 doctor and four patients.
\nProps required, two chairs.
\nScene begins with doctor sitting on one of the chairs.<\/p>\n
First patient enters twitching their left arm.<\/p>\n
DOCTOR: ‘And what’s wrong with you sir?’<\/p>\n
Patient 1: ‘As you can see doctor I have this terrible twitch’<\/p>\n
DOCTOR: ‘Just sit on my magic chair and you’ll get better’<\/p>\n
The patient sits on the chair and stops twitching, but the doctor’s
\nleft arm starts twitching.<\/p>\n
Patient 1: ‘Oh thank you doctor. you cured me’<\/p>\n
The patient leaves, the doctor still twitching calls for the next
\npatient.
\nDOCTOR: ‘ Next ‘…… ‘And what’s wrong with you sir?’<\/p>\n
This patient has the hiccups. The process of sitting in the chair
\nis repeated. The doctor now has a twitch and the hiccups.<\/p>\n
The third patient is called in, both his legs keep flicking in the air. The
\nprocess is again repeated so that the doctor now has a twitching arm
\nthe hiccups and both legs flicking in the air.<\/p>\n
The doctor now calls patient four. This patient looks quite normal,
\nenters and sits in the magic chair.<\/p>\n
DOCTOR: ‘And what may I ask is wrong with you sir?’<\/p>\n
Patient 4: ‘I’ve got a terrible case of the trots doctor’
\nThe doctor runs off the stage holding his stomach.<\/p>\n
Note: TROTS is English slang for can’t stop going to the toilet<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THREE SCOUT LEADERS<\/p>\n
The scene is that three scout leaders are sitting around the campfire
\nswapping yarns, after having had a little too much of the amber nectar
\nto drink. <\/p>\n
[Note: this skit is adapted from the “We were poor” sketch from
\n“Monty Python live at City Center” — Danny]<\/p>\n
1st leader: These scouts today don’t know they’re born. I can
\nremember the scout hut that we had. There was a hole in the roof,
\nwhich let the water in when it were raining.<\/p>\n
2nd leader: A roof with a hole in it, that were luxury. We had
\nan old tarpaulin sheet slung over the rafters. Us older lads had to
\nhang onto it during the meetings, case it blew away in the wind.<\/p>\n
3rd leader: Rafters, now theres a luxury. When I was a scout our
\nhut had no roof at all, and we kept out the rain with some old bits
\nof sack, held up with twigs.<\/p>\n
1st leader: We couldn’t get twigs. We had to hold the roof up
\nwith our bare hands. Those were the days.<\/p>\n
2nd leader: I remember when us lads used to go to camp. We
\nloaded all our gear onto an old army truck and drove to the campsite
\nsinging songs. <\/p>\n
3rd leader: We had no time for singing. We used to pull all our
\ngear along on an old cart with wooden wheels. And the wheels used
\nto get bogged down in the mud.<\/p>\n
1st leader: A cart with wheels, now thats what I call a luxury.
\nWe just had an old cardboard box to put all our camping gear in, and
\nwhen it rained all our gear would get soaking wet, and fall into the
\nmud, but we were happy. <\/p>\n
2nd leader: Yes, those were the days.<\/p>\n
3rd leader: We had some nice tents though, big green six manners.<\/p>\n
1st leader: Six manners , luxury, our tents were so small, you
\nhad to sleep sitting up.<\/p>\n
2nd leader: We didn’t have any tents at all in my troop. We used
\nto curl up in a hole that we’d dug in the ground, but we were happy.<\/p>\n
3rd leader: We couldn’t afford a hole in the ground, we used to
\nsleep in a puddle.<\/p>\n
1st leader: Yes these youngsters today don’t know they’re born,
\nbut if you told them all these things they would never believed you.<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THE SUBMARINE CAPTAIN<\/p>\n
A line of submarine officers on a japanese sub during WWII .
\nCaptain sights a ship in the parascope<\/p>\n
CAPTAIN; ‘Tanker bearing 259, Range 1 mile’
\nHe yells this to the first mate, who in turn tells second mate,
\ndown the line until finally the torpedo opperator is told.
\nThe torpedo operator just shrugs his shoulders.<\/p>\n
CAPTAIN: ‘Load main tube # 1 and stand by to fire.’
\nHe yells this to the first mate, who in turn tells second mate,
\ndown the line until finally the torpedo opperator is told.<\/p>\n
TORPEDO OPERATOR: ‘I don’t know How.
\n‘
\nNext the captain gives the order to fire down the line, but the
\nTORPEDO OPERATOR. says “I dont know How…”<\/p>\n
This message is returned up the line to the Captain who SCREAMS.<\/p>\n
CAPTAIN : “Press the red button.”<\/p>\n
When this message finally gets down to the TORPEDO OPERATOR. he
\nfollows it, but it took too long so they miss the ship. (More
\nmessage passing if you want.) Finally after about three ships
\n(each time the TORPEDO OPERATOR doesnt remember how to fire.)
\nThe Captain feels disgraced and pulls out a knife and commits
\nSepuku (or incorrectly, Hari Keri) Each officer in turn picks
\nup the knife and follows the Captains example until at last the
\nknife comes to the Torpedo Officer Who looks at the knife and says;<\/p>\n
TORPEDO OPPERATOR: ‘I dont Know How…”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – IS IT TIME YET?
\nLine of 5-8 Scouts standing with left foot crossed over right,
\nright arm crossed over left.<\/p>\n
First Scout in line asks: “IS IT TIME YET?” –
\nSecond Scout asks third, etc down the line.<\/p>\n
Last Scout says: “NO”
\nWord is passed back to the first Scout, one Scout at a time.<\/p>\n
After a lonnnnnnnng pause,<\/p>\n
First Scout asks: “IS IT TIME YET?”
\nIt goes down the line as before.<\/p>\n
Last Scout says: “NO”
\nAgain and the word is passed back.<\/p>\n
Another long pause……………<\/p>\n
First Scout asks again: “IS IT TIME YET?”
\netc and,<\/p>\n
Last Scout says: “YES”
\nthe answer is passed back.
\nJust after the first Scout gets the word, they all change to
\nright foot over left and left arm over right.<\/p>\n
Exit groaning<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – RAISIN SKIT<\/p>\n
1st Scout comes out: Gets down on all fours, pretenting to be
\na table.
\n2nd Scout comes out, looks at the table and declares;<\/p>\n
2nd SCOUT: “Ahh, a fly, I think I’ll pull it’s wings off”
\nProceeds to pick it up, pluck the wings, put it back on the table,
\nand walks off.<\/p>\n
3nd Scout comes out, looks at the fly on the table and says;<\/p>\n
3rd SCOUT: “Oh, a fly with no wings, I think I’ll pull it’s
\nlegs off”, With great precision and animation, picks up the fly,
\nremoves it’s legs, and puts it back and walks off.<\/p>\n
4rd Scout comes out, looks at the fly and announces;<\/p>\n
4th SCOUT: “Say, a fly with no wings and no legs, I think
\nI’ll pull it’s head off.”
\nThen proceeds as the other Scout before him.<\/p>\n
Last Scout comes out looks at the table, then carefully inspects
\nthe object with out picking it up and says very quickly<\/p>\n
LAST SCOUT: “A raisin !” and quickly picks it up and puts it
\nin his mouth <\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THE NUTTY FISHERMAN
\nCentre stage is a lad fishing from a billy can or bucket, he keeps
\npulling the rod as though he has something on the line. A passer
\nby looks at him as he walks by and then walks on, after a few
\nsteps the passer by comes back to the lad.<\/p>\n
Passer by: “What are you doing there then?”<\/p>\n
Fisher: “I’m fishing, what does it look as though
\nI’m doing?”
\nPasser by: “Fishing eh!, what are you fishing for.”<\/p>\n
Fisher: “I’m fishing for suckers.”<\/p>\n
Passer by: “Have you caught any?”<\/p>\n
Fisher: “Yes you’re the third today”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – BEE STING
\n1st scout “OOOOOUCH , OOOOOH , OOOUCH.”<\/p>\n
2nd scout “What’s the matter with you?”<\/p>\n
1st scout “A bee’s stung my thumb.”<\/p>\n
2nd scout “Try putting some cream on it then.”<\/p>\n
1st scout “But the bee will be miles away by this time.”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – “PATIENCE, JACKASS, PATIENCE!”<\/p>\n
You can ham this up a bit, but here’s the jist of it.<\/p>\n
Two scouts enter (one on all fours if conditions allow) and move
\nacross stage as the skit procedes. One is the mule and the other
\nis the driver. A narrator stands just offstage.<\/p>\n
Narrator: “In the heat of the Mojave Desert, the mule driver
\npushes his beast toward town. The first day. . .”<\/p>\n
Mule: “Water, master, water!”<\/p>\n
Driver: “Patience, Jackass, Patience!”<\/p>\n
Narrator: “Still they drive on relentlessly. The second day. . .”<\/p>\n
Mule: “Water, master, water!”<\/p>\n
Driver: “Patience, Jackass, Patience!”<\/p>\n
Narrator: “Without mercy, they push to their goal.
\nThe third day. . .”
\nMule: “Water, master, water!”<\/p>\n
Driver: “Patience, Jackass, Patience!”<\/p>\n
Narrator: “Still far from town, they go on. The fifth day. . .”<\/p>\n
Voice offstage: “What happened to the fourth day?”<\/p>\n
Driver: “Patience, Jackass, Patience!”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – CAMP COFFEE SKETCH<\/p>\n
You need a large dixie or billy in the centre of the stage and
\nfour scouts.
\nIn England we have nesting sets of aluminium cooking pots with
\na steel wire handle. They look like a small straight sided bucket
\nor paint pot. These are called Billys or Billycans. We also have
\nlarger cast iron or steel cooking pots usually oval in shape.
\nMost of these are army surplus and are known as Dixies.<\/p>\n
1st scout (Walks to billy carrying his mug. He dips his mug
\nin and brings it up to his lips for a drink. )<\/p>\n
” THIS CAMP COFFEE IS GETTING WORSE! ”<\/p>\n
2nd scout (Walks to billy carrying his mug. He dips his
\nmug in and brings it up to his lips for a drink. )<\/p>\n
” THIS CAMP TEA IS GETTING WORSE! ”<\/p>\n
3rd scout (Walks to billy carrying his mug. He dips his
\nmug in and brings it up to his lips for a drink. )<\/p>\n
” THIS CAMP CHOCOLATE IS GETTING WORSE! ”
\n4th scout (Walks to billy, dips his hands in and takes out
\na pair of wet socks. As he wrings them out he says. )<\/p>\n
“I THOUGHT THAT WOULD GET THEM CLEAN!”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THE SLEEP WALKER<\/p>\n
You will need three scouts or male scout leaders and one girl scout
\nor lady leader. You can do this with adults or youngsters, but
\ndo not mix adults and youngsters.<\/p>\n
The scene is that three boys are chatting in a group when from
\nthe side of the stage, a young lady walks on, hands in front of her,
\nsleep walking.
\nShe walks up to the first boy, takes off his tie and walks off
\ntaking his his tie with her.<\/p>\n
1st boy ” Hey she’s pinched my tie.” (another word for
\nPinched is stole or took)<\/p>\n
2nd boy ” It’s dangerous to wake sleep walkers, don’t worry
\nshe’ll bring it back when she wakes up.”<\/p>\n
The girl walks back and takes the second boys jacket, she walks off
\ncarrying it with her.<\/p>\n
2nd boy “Hey she’s pinched my jacket.”<\/p>\n
3rd boy “It’s dangerous to wake sleep walkers, don’t worry
\nshe’ll bring it back, when she wakes up.”<\/p>\n
The girl walks back still sleep walking, grabs the 3rd boy by the
\narm and walks off with him.<\/p>\n
3rd boy “It’s dangerous to wake sleep walkers, but don’t worry
\nshe’ll bring me back when she wakes up.”<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – WE’RE GOING ON SAFARI
\nThis is an action chant, which can be performed by as many scouts
\nas you wish. It can be made into something really good, by
\ndressing up in safari gear and carrying rifles.<\/p>\n
1st scout:We’re going on safari.
\nALL:We’re going on safari.
\n1st scout:We’re gonna catch a big one.
\nALL:We’re gonna catch a big one.
\n1st scout: Ooh look a snake.
\nALL:Ooh look a snake.
\n1st scout: Hiss, hiss.
\nALL:Hiss, hiss.<\/p>\n
2nd scout: We’re going on safari.
\nALL: We’re going on safari.
\n2nd scout: We’re gonna catch a big one.
\nALL: We’re gonna catch a big one.
\n2nd scout : Ooh look a crocodile.
\nALL: Ooh look a crocodile.
\n2nd scout: Snap, snap.
\nALL: Snap, snap.
\n1st scout: Hiss, hiss.
\nALL: Hiss, hiss.<\/p>\n
3rd scout: We’re going on safari.
\nALL: We’re going on safari.
\n3rd scout: We’re gonna catch a big one.
\nALL: We’re gonna catch a big one.
\n3rd scout: Ooh look a panther.
\nALL: Ooh look a panther.
\n3rd scout: Poof, poof.
\nALL: POOF, POOF…….Why on Earth poof poof?
\n3rd scout: Well, he was pink!
\n2nd scout: Snap, snap.
\nALL: Snap, snap.
\n1st scout: Hiss, hiss.
\nALL: Hiss, hiss.<\/p>\n
AND SO ON.
\nTo finish you can have someone dressed in a gorilla suit.
\nThe last scout starts to sing ooh look a gorilla, then all the
\nothers see the gorilla as he comes on stage and chases them all
\noff screaming. <\/p>\n
——————————–
\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – CRAZY NEWS FLASHES
\nToday, Lady Blenkinsop Smythe, laid a foundation stone.
\nBoth are said to be doing well.<\/p>\n
A lorry load of artificial hair has just overturned on the motorway.
\nThe police are combing the countryside.<\/p>\n
This afternoon, two girl scouts, went for a tramp in the woods.
\nThe tramp got away.<\/p>\n
A hundred dollar bill has just been found on the campsite.
\nWill the owner, please form an orderly queue outside the mess
\ntent to claim it.
\nDoctors have just discovered, that people with hairs starting to
\ngrow on the palms of their hands are going mad.
\nPAUSE.
\nThey also tell us that people looking for hairs on the palms of
\ntheir hands are already mad.<\/p>\n
Today thieves broke into the local police station and stole
\nfifty pairs of trousers.
\nThe police are looking, pretty silly.<\/p>\n
Yesterday a chicken swallowed a YoYo.
\nIt laid the same egg seventy five times.<\/p>\n
Here is a late railway annoncement.
\nThe train now arriving at platforms 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10
\nis coming in sideways.<\/p>\n
Will the man who has just left the train standing on platform 5.
\nPlease come and collect it as we have enough of our own.<\/p>\n
——————————–
\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – THE LIGHTHOUSE.<\/p>\n
cast: 1 narrator
\n 3-6 Scouts for the lighthouse walls
\n 3-6 leaders, counselors, kitchen staff, etc., number to equal
\n the Scouts and will be ‘recruited’ during the skit
\n 1 flashlight, or 2 if using 5-6 Scouts<\/p>\n
Scouts stand in a circle, facing out, feet spread 2′ – 3′ apart
\nbut touching feet of Scouts on each side. The flashlight is held
\nat eye level and is passed around the circle. Scouts stand tall
\nand hold the beacon’s beam steady.
\nNarrator: “Many years ago the people of a seaside village built
\na lighthouse to warn approaching ships of a dangerous shoal near
\ntheir harbor. It’s beacon could be seen for miles, even in fog
\nand storms. For many decades, the lighthouse stood firm and give
\nsafe passage to all who sailed by the village.
\nBut as the years went by, the villagers grew old and so
\ndid the lighthouse. The villagers could no longer make repairs,
\nthe ocean’s waves wore away the foundation, the lighthouse started
\nto sag and failed at its duty.”
\nThe Scouts now stoop, heads lean to the side and bend their knees
\nslightly; the light ‘travels’ a zig-zag path around.<\/p>\n
Narrator: “When the schooners and square riggers started to go
\naground on the shoals, the old villagers knew they had to call
\nin experienced people to help with their problem. People who
\nwere pillars in their own communities and who were solid as a rock.”<\/p>\n
Recruit your favorite ‘I’m gonna get you now’ people and instruct
\nthem to go down on their hands an knees and into the walls.
\nLeaders are facing in with their derrieres out, and are straddled
\nby the Scouts who again stand tall and give a steady light.<\/p>\n
Narrator: “Now with these new rocks placed into the foundation,
\nthe lighthouse once again shines a bright beacon and stands firm
\nin the stormy surf to withstand the pounding of the waves.”<\/p>\n
Scouts drop the flashlight and then hand paddle the leaders.<\/p>\n
——————————–
\nFrom: Unknown
\nSubject: Skit – SARGE AND THE PRIVATE<\/p>\n
Sarge and private walking.<\/p>\n
Private: “I want to rest!”<\/p>\n
Sarge: “No! we have to finish this hike keep going!”<\/p>\n
Private: “But my feet hurt” etc. (Whining.)
\nHere you can be creative, add a few more excuses…<\/p>\n
Sarge: “Absolutely NOT!!!”<\/p>\n
Private: “Ill cry…”<\/p>\n
Sarge: “Go ahead!”<\/p>\n
Private: “WaaaaaaHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!”
\nHere Sarge gives in and they rest. Next the private wants to stop
\nand ‘ take a wee’ (you can always use the “Weeee!” when the Sarge
\nfinally gives in after the same Rigamarole. and next a drink, and
\nfinally food. But this is only a day hike so there is no food.
\nAfter more tears, the sarge finds a worm and the private will only
\neat it (on the threat of more tears) if the sarge eats half.
\nOf course when he finally does, the private starts bawling again and
\nscreams<\/p>\n
Private: “You ate my half.”<\/p>\n
——————————–
\nFrom: stolz@fnusgd.fnal.gov (Mike Stolz)
\nSubject: Creative Campfires Compilation
\nDate: 19 Jun 92 20:18:47 GMT<\/p>\n
I have attempted to collect all the Creative Campfire suggestions
\ninto a single extract. I have ordered and edited them in an effort
\nto make them as succinct and readable as possible. I left in the
\nInternet addresses of the posters (I hope I got them all straight).
\nIf anyone has additions, corrections, etc. regarding these
\naccumulated suggestions, my address is: stolz@fnusgd.fnal.gov
\n============================ cut here +================================<\/p>\n
In article ,
\n bschroeder@desire.wright.edu says:<\/p>\n
I am looking for an impressive way to start a campfire. In the past,
\nwe had been burying a wire to the campfire and using a rocket igniter
\nto light it, but that has lost it’s thrill as we have been using it
\nfor too long… Does anyone have any ideas as to how to start a fire
\nin a way that will attract some “oohs and ahhhs” ?
\nAny help would be greatly appreciated…
\n====================
\n~From: ALLAN H. YAMAKAWA
\n~Date: Monday, 8 Jun 1992 00:41:51 CDT<\/p>\n
If you have enough distance between the fire and the nearest Scout so
\nthat you don’t asphyxiate anyone, finely ground potassium permanganate
\nheaped into a pyramid with an indented top into which glycerine is
\npoured produces a spectacular violet flame which does a nice job of
\nstarting a fire.<\/p>\n
Also on the slightly risky side is using a “flaming arrow” which is
\nguided on a piano wire into the fire.<\/p>\n
We used both of those at Scout camps at which I served on staff, with
\nlots of oohs and aahs.<\/p>\n
====================<\/p>\n
~From: mwilson@orl.mmc.com (Mark Wilson)
\n~Date: 8 Jun 92 17:48:26 GMT
\n Mark Wilson, Eagle Class of 1973, SM, Troop 565, Deltona, FL<\/p>\n
Not all impressive openings require pyrotechnic special effects.<\/p>\n
Near a lake? Have some boys in indian clothing (OA members?) bring
\na lighted torch by canoe from some unseen place to the council ring.
\nAfter a solemn ceremony, or a BRIEF speach, the torch bearer lights
\nthe fire. Be sure those in the ceremony stay in character.<\/p>\n
(these two messages inserted as safety follow-ups)
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: hellmann@cs.scarolina.edu (Douglas R Hellmann)
\n~Date: 11 Jun 92 03:27:28 GMT<\/p>\n
We used to do this for OA ceremonies. The principles would come
\nacross the lake in canoes which had highway signal flares burning
\nfrom inside the bottom of the canoe. This cast an erie red light
\non them which made a great effect until the camp ranger started
\nmaking them wear life jackets. I can see the reasoning, but the
\nceremony was never the same.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: jjohnson@utkvx3.utk.edu (Jay Johnson, UTKVX)
\n~Date: 14 Jun 92 06:43:00 GMT
\n Jay Johnson, Aquatics Instructor, BSA, Great Smoky Mountain Council, TN<\/p>\n
The lifejackets (PFDs) can be deleted from the ceremony if the
\nprotection of the “Indians” can be assured in another fashion
\nsuch as having an emergency boat manned and ready to go with
\ntrained lifeguards. Also a must is to have the PFDs for the
\n“Indians” in the canoe (for this is the law). Another way to
\nprovide protection for the “Indians” is to keep the boat running
\nnear the shore instead of coming across the lake with lifeguards
\nposted along the the route. If the right measures can be taken,
\nthe “Indians” can canoe without wearing PFDs, but every possible
\nmeans available must be used to protect the canoeists.
\nIn short, BSA policy makes the exception for “Special Ceremonies”
\nie OA and camp lighting when special precautions are made.
\nThis is the ONLY time scouts can be allowed in boats without PFDs. <\/p>\n
====================
\n(initial message continued)<\/p>\n
Not near a lake? Same as above, but they walk in.<\/p>\n
Prelight the fire (prevents embarassment), then have someone in period
\ndress carry in an historic US Flag, talk about it BRIEFLY then lead
\nthe Pledge to the Flag.<\/p>\n
Spotlight the Flag as Red Skelton’s “Pledge of Allegience” is played.
\nThen everyone joins in the Pledge.<\/p>\n
Prelight the fire, then, once everyone is present, everyone joins
\nin an almost in control rendition of “We’re All Together Again.”<\/p>\n
Most any Court of Honor opening can be adapted as a campfire opening.<\/p>\n
Build your campfire program around a theme, then develop an opening
\nthat fits.<\/p>\n
In the pyro arena – adding a small quantity of petro-chemical to
\nchlorine (1-2 oz. break fluid and .5 bag powdered HTH are good)
\nwill generate a very hot, smokey flame. It takes about 15 to
\n20 seconds for the reaction. There is an audible hiss several
\nseconds before ignition that can be used for cueing. Any number
\nof devices can be used to deposit the brake fluid.
\nCAUTION: This effect gives off a quantity of potentially harmful
\ngas. It should only be used when the fire is some distance from
\nthe audience. (You should not store pool supplies and automotive
\nsupplies near each other, either, for the same reason.)<\/p>\n
Anything used repeatedly loses it’s power. The trick is to gather
\na bag full of ideas, use them, throw out the flops and add
\nnew ones as they come along.<\/p>\n
There are a number of chemicals that will add color to a flame.
\nFor example, copper sulfate adds blue-green. I’m at a loss for
\nthe others. Any help from all you experts. You E-mail it and
\nI’ll post the results.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: hellmann@hickory.cs.scarolina.edu (Douglas R Hellmann)
\n~Date: Mon, 8 Jun 92 12:28:02 GMT
\n Doug Hellmann, Eagle Scout, Asst. SM, Troop 333, Indian Waters
\n Council, Columbia, SC<\/p>\n
We used to do something extremely cool at summer camp to start our
\nOA fires, but the camp ranger won’t let them do it any more
\n(for reasons you will see). <\/p>\n
Fill a styrofoam coffee cup about 2\/3 full of heavy duty break fluid
\nand put it down in the fire. (We also coated the fire with some
\ndiesel fuel from the camp tractor so it would start quickly.)<\/p>\n
Then make up some sort of ceremony that ends with someone standing
\nnear the fire (prefereably in the back). This person then pours a
\nhandful of hth pool cleaner into the cup of break fluid, says
\nsomething appropriate (“Let there be fire!”), and steps back
\n(especially if you used diesel). The hth and the break fluid
\nwill make some popping noises and then burst into flames.<\/p>\n
After we perfected the ceremony, it had a really great effect.
\nImagine someone walking up to the fire and commanding it to light,
\nand then it bursts into flame! Great imagery, but of course it is
\nterribly dangerous. <\/p>\n
I understand that all of those chemicals were nothing for kids
\nto be playing with (I wonder how anyone found out about them in
\nthe first place!?) and as I said, the camp ranger no longer allows
\nthis sort of stuff to go on. It might give you something to think
\nabout though. <\/p>\n
Another idea that someone presented as a replacement was to have
\na wire strung from a tree or something else high, in such a way
\nthat it couldn’t be seen. Then when the command comes for the
\nfire to be lit, something somes shooting down the wire into the
\nfire and lights it. Sort of like lightning or a big fire ball
\nor something.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: kell@lark.jsc.nasa.gov (TED KELL)
\n~Date: 9 Jun 92 13:05:46 GMT<\/p>\n
Pine ‘o Pine (a pine oil based soap) and pool shocking compound
\n(Calcium Hypoclorite) – dust from the last campfile makes a hell
\nof a bang. At my woodbadge course the staff did this. They had
\nthe scoutmaster put on the dust. The fire went off with a bang,
\nblew off the scoutmasters campaign hat. First time I have ever
\nseen anyone teleport himself. He refused to help start anymore
\ncampfires for the rest of the course. Be careful.
\nAnother approach would be to have someone start the fire with one
\nof those fire by friction sets sold in _every_ trading post, and
\nused by _no one_.
\nBuild the fire in front of the group, explaining what you are
\ndoing as you do it. Who knows, some of it might seep into their
\nheads.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: mcghee@hpscit.sc.hp.com (Glenn McGhee)
\n~Date: Tue, 9 Jun 1992 17:37:52 GMT
\n Glenn Mcghee, Assistant Scoutmaster, Troop 80 Mt. View, CA<\/p>\n
Years ago when I was a scout, the leaders let the scouts
\n“take charge” of the campfire ceremony. One of the most successful
\ncampfire lightings was done by using a 6-volt lantern battery,
\nan old Ford spark coil, some wire and charcoal lighter.
\nOn command like “let there be fire” an accomplice connects the
\nbattery to the spark coil and the spark starts the fire.
\nThe setup….<\/p>\n
Place the spark coil as near the fire as possible to keep
\nfrom having to un the high-voltage the wires any farther
\nthat necessary. The coil can be hidden, out of view, in rocks
\nnear the fire. The high-voltage wire and the return ground
\nwire can be buried in the dirt. Run the wires for the lantern
\nbattery to the place where your accomplice will be and cover
\nthe wires deep enough that no will see them or trip on them. <\/p>\n
Use a small jar lid to hold the liquid charcoal lighter. Fill
\nthe lid wi h paper towel and add the charcoal lighter. This
\nlid is placed in the center of the fire. The ground wire is
\nplaced under the lid. There is no reason to make a good
\nconnection to the lid because the spark from the high-voltage
\nwire will jump to the lid and then the ground wire. The
\nhigh-voltage wire must be placed above the lid so the spark will
\njump into the paper towel and liquid charcoal lighter and thereby
\nlight the liquid. Build a tee-pee of kindling around and over
\nthis setup so the lid and wires are hidden. Build a log-cabin
\ncampfire around the tee-pee. Inside the log-cabin, add more
\nkindling. Add about twice as much as you think you need.
\nThe more kindling you add the faster the fire will grow.
\nThe lighting…..<\/p>\n
Upon command from the ceremony fire lighter, the accomplice
\nconnects the battery to the wires and the spark coil generates
\nthe high-voltage spark. This spark lights the liquid charcoal
\nlighter and the liquid will burn long enough to start the kindling.<\/p>\n
Problems and Failures…<\/p>\n
Failure to use the proper wire for the high-voltage.
\nOnce use twisted “bell” wire to go from the spark coil to
\nthe fire. The insulation broke-down and there were sparks
\nall along the twisted wire but none in the fire! You can use
\nold automobile ignition wire -BUT- remember the wire will be
\ndistroied by the fire. <\/p>\n
Between the time the fire was set and the time the ceremony
\nwas to start, the high-voltage wire was no longer over the
\nlid and the spark jumped from the high-voltage wire to the
\nOUTSIDE of the lid and didn’t start the liquid charcoal lighter.<\/p>\n
Lantern battery was nearly dead. It did work but there were
\nsome time of helplessness before the fire started.<\/p>\n
The spark coil was not well hidden and someone spotted it.
\nWhen the spark coil operates there is a vibrating reed that
\nmakes noise and gives off sparks that are easily seen at night.<\/p>\n
I STRONGLY suggest that you experment with lighting a lid of
\ncharcoal lighting fluid before you make this setup for the
\nceremony. This could save you from the embarrassment of
\nturning to the crowd and saying “Anyone got a match?”.
\nI know…..I have been there.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: bschroeder@desire.wright.edu
\n~Date: 9 Jun 92 14:00:45 EST<\/p>\n
What we have been doing was a bit safer than that. We bury
\nan outdoor extension cord just a couple inches underground.
\nWe plug an old, thin extension cord into the end of the outdoor
\none and make sure the junction is secure and buried. We then
\nran the loose end of the cheap cord into the fire and attached
\na rocked igniter on the end. We put that in a bundle of
\nmatches, being sure the igniter touched at least one match.
\nThen we built the fire around that (and used a bit of kerosene
\nto be sure it lit). Then all we had to do was use a 6V battery
\nand touch the two prongs on the outdoor extension cord to the
\nbattery terminals (the person who did this was well hidden
\nbehind trees or whatever). Then, on command, the fire would
\nlight. It was VERY impressive the first few times we used it,
\nbut now it is getting a bit old. I am thinking about just
\nlighting it with a torch for a while, and then in a couple
\nyears, using the wir \/igniter method again…
\n====================
\n~From: wjh0265@tamsun.tamu.edu (William Hobson)
\n~Date: Tue, 9 Jun 1992 17:35:02 GMT<\/p>\n
How about mixing salt peter and sugar in a 2 to 1 ratio.
\nYou can put a big pile of it in the middle of the campfire
\nand string a trail of it away from the campfire and then
\nlight the trail. It burns hot and smokey, so use caution
\n– it beats the heck out of gasoline. I used to use this
\nmixture for low cost smoke bombs as a kid. The salt peter
\nI used came from the drug store and was used as an animal duiretic.<\/p>\n
====================<\/p>\n
~From: wayne@eng.umd.edu (Wayne C. McCullough)
\n~Date: Wed, 10 Jun 92 18:57:38 GMT<\/p>\n
One thing our OA group did once was use matches. No kerosene,
\nnothing like that. Only matches to start the fire. It went up
\nvery quickly. Let me explain:<\/p>\n
We bought about 20-30 boxes of matchbooks. We then built an
\nignitor by taking 2 bricks, and puting a bunch of ignitors on
\none of the faces of each brick. Then we stapeled a bunch of
\nthe books together so that it formed a long row, sort of like:<\/p>\n
+——————–+
\n | Brick! |
\n +——————–+
\n \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ <—-ignitors
\n ooooooooooooooooooo Match heads
\n -<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Matchbooks
\n ooooooooooooooooooo More Match heads
\n \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ More ignitors
\n +——————–+ ( ^up)
\n | Other Brick! |
\n +——————–+<\/p>\n
A string is tied to the matchbooks, and so when it is pulled,
\na flame is started. This ignitor contraption should take about
\n1-2 boxes of matches. all the others spread them out loosly
\naround the contraption. This is a lot of matches, and should
\ngo up quickly. <\/p>\n
The big advantage of this is that it is safe, and can be used
\nat sites that prohibit kerosene and other GS water. Practice
\nit first tho, so you know how hard to pull the ignitor.
\nYou only get one shot. <\/p>\n
One important thing with all of this is to have a decent
\naccompanying open cerimony. Having a guy walk up and
\nthrow a lit match into the fire can be just as impressive
\nif it is accompanied by the right words.
\n====================<\/p>\n
~From: kdc5072@cs.rit.edu (Kevin D Colagio)
\n~Date: 10 Jun 92 20:37:36 GMT<\/p>\n
An idea that I had when I worked at a camp was the following
\n(it was for the OA campfire…)<\/p>\n
Put a small pile (about 2 or 3 inches around) of blackpowder in
\nthe center of the fire wood to be. Run a small line of blackpowder
\nto the pile and out to a small (1 inch in diameter) pile located
\non a flat rock. Put a fireing cap (used in a muzzleloader) on the
\nedge of the (1 inch) pile….have another "fuse" running to the
\nfire wood to be (we had 2 fires). At some point in the ceremony,
\nhave someone stike the ground (the firing cap, actually) with a
\n"tomahawk" or other hammer like item. This would cause 2 strips
\nof fire to ignite the wood….(of course, the wood would have
\nkero or other ignitable liquid on it….)
\nThe only problem would be if someone steps on (and breaks) a "fuse"…<\/p>\n
====================<\/p>\n
~From: stu@voodoo.boeing.com (Stuart Liddle)
\n~Date: 12 Jun 92 18:25:15 GMT<\/p>\n
When I worked on camp staff we regularly came up with innovative
\nways to start the campfire. At one camp we used to use a car
\nbattery, flash bulb filaments and some kind of quickly combustible
\nmaterial (dryer lint soaked in lighter fluid, dry tinder, etc).
\nThere was a couple of wires buried in the ground leading from
\nthe campfire to a point out of sight (behind some bushes) where
\na staffer would touch the wires to the battery terminals causing
\nthe filaments to flash and ignite the combustible material,
\nthus starting the fire as if by "magic". Now, this was coupled
\nwith a pseudo-native American "ritual" to light the fire by
\ncalling on the "spirits."
\nAt another camp we started the fire with an Indian ceremony
\nwhere the "Indian" shot an arrow out into the water (our campfire
\narea was on a point jutting out into Puget Sound). Then the fire
\nwas lit (I forget exactly how, doesn't really matter). Then the
\nfirst song=leader came clambering up over the rocks leading up
\nfrom the water wearing a wet-suit with the arrow in the back!
\nOf course he led everyone in "What do you do with a Drunken Sailor?"
\n;^)
\nThis was one of the best campfire openings I've ever been involved
\nwith. <\/p>\n
——————————
\nFrom: anet@penumbra.West.Sun.COM (Annette Thomas)
\nSubject: Words to "ANNOUNCEMENTS"
\nDate: Mon, 14 Dec 1992 20:33:54 EST<\/p>\n
Does anyone out there know the words to the song "Announcements"?<\/p>\n
~From: alee3@mach1.wlu.ca (allan lee 9207 U)<\/p>\n
The words I remember are:<\/p>\n
ANOUNCEMENTS, ANNOUNCEMENTS, ANNOUNCEMENTS.<\/p>\n
A HORRIBLE DEATH TO DIE, A HORRIBLE DEATH TO DIE
\nA HORRIBLE DEATH TO BE BORED TO DEATH
\nA HORRIBLE DEATH TO DIE<\/p>\n
ANNOUNCEMENTS, ANNOUNCEMENTS, ANNOUNCEMENTS<\/p>\n
I'M FALLING ASLEEP ON MY FEET, I'M FALLING ASLEEP ON MY FEET
\nI AM FALLING ASLEEP AS HE BORES ALONG
\nI'M FALLING ASLEEP ON MY FEET<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: Paul_Parry@brown.edu (Paul Parry)<\/p>\n
Here's the version I was harassed \ud83d\ude42 with as a camp program director..<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Announcements
\n[Paul] has got another one, another one, another one,
\n[Paul] has got another one he has them all the time.
\nAnnouncements, Announcements, Announcements…<\/p>\n
We sold our cow, we sold our cow,
\nWe have no use for your bull now, For Your Bull Now.
\nAnnouncements, Announcements, Announcements.<\/p>\n
We love you [Paul], oh yes we do-oo.
\nWe love you [Paul], and we'll be true
\nWhen your not with us, YA-HOOOOOO
\nOh, [Paul] we love you.<\/p>\n
I'd then say something like "If anyone is interested in a staff position,
\nthere will be a number of openings after this meal."<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: anthropo@carina.unm.edu (Dominick V. Zurlo)<\/p>\n
Another version that we used, and I don't remember all of the verses:
\n(also, each verse uses it's own original tune):<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Announcements
\nWhen you're up you're up (all stand)
\nWhen you're down you're down (all sit)
\nBut when you're only half-way up (half-stand)
\nYou're neither up (stand up) or down(sit).<\/p>\n
Announcements Announcements, Announcements
\nRow, row, row the boat gently down the stream,
\nmerrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
\nwe're a submarine….<\/p>\n
Announcements Announcements, Announcements
\nWhat a terrible way to die,
\na terrible way to die,
\na terrible way to be talked to death,
\na terrible way to die…<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Announcements
\nSwing low sweet Chariot (sing this line slow, and with all the
\n feeling of the original)
\nSCRAPE!! (slight pause)<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Announcements
\nHere comes Peter Cottontail,
\nHoppin' down the bunny trail…
\nBANG!<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Announcements.<\/p>\n
There are many more verses along these lines, but I can't
\nremember them all. Happy singing….<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: pnsf01dw@UMASSD.EDU (Dennis J. Wilkinson)<\/p>\n
I was always assaulted with this version…<\/p>\n
A terrible death to die, a terrible death to die
\nA terrible death to be talked to death
\nA terrible death to die
\nAnnouncements, announcements, announcements, please<\/p>\n
Row row row your boat gently down the stream
\nHa ha fooled ya' I'm a submarine
\nAnnouncements, announcements, announcements, please<\/p>\n
Mary had a little lamb little lamb little lamb
\nMary had a little lamb
\nThe doctors were surprised…
\nAnnounce…. (oh, you get it…)<\/p>\n
When Mary had a little lamb the doctors were surprised
\nBut when Old MacDonald had a farm they couldn't beleive their eyes…<\/p>\n
(My staff eventually figured out that it was a bit more taunting to give
\njust enough pause in between verses to make me or whoever think that they'd
\nwrapped it up… luckily, I catch on quicker than they did most of the time.<\/p>\n
To any fledgling Program-Directorish person or Scoutmasterish person out
\nthere… it helps to have some signal with your staff to let them know when it's
\n*not* a good time for this song… either don't say you're up for announcements
\nor have that Scout Sign at the ready…)<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: mdtanner@athena.mit.edu (Marc Tanner)<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Annooouuncements.<\/p>\n
[tune of "The Farmer in the Dell":]
\nWhat a terrible way to die! What a terrible way to die!
\nWhat a terrible way to be bored to death,
\nWhat a terrible way to die!<\/p>\n
Announcements, Announcements, Annooouuncements.<\/p>\n
[At this point, someone would stand up and do a monologue, and then
\nthe whole group would repeat the chourus. We did as many monologues
\ninterspersed with choruses as we could get in before the program
\ndirector made us shut up (which was in itself a hit with the campers)
\nHere are a sampling. Some had a tune, others were just spoken.]<\/p>\n
[…]
\nLittle Miss Muffett sat on her tuffett
\nEating her curds and whey;
\nAlong came a spider and sat down beside her
\nSo she beat it over the head with a spoon.<\/p>\n
Cow, cow, we have no cow;
\nWe have no need for your bull now.<\/p>\n
Spider, spider, on the wall
\nHaven't you got no sense at all?
\nCan't you see this wall's been plastered?
\nCan't you see, you little…spider.<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: wjturner@iastate.edu (William J Turner)<\/p>\n
[…]
\n Make announcements short and sweet,
\n Short and sweet, short and sweet.
\n Make announcements short and sweet.
\n They're so BORING!!!<\/p>\n
————–
\n~From: donm@hplsla.hp.com (Don Mathiesen)<\/p>\n
Have you ever heard a windbag, a windbag a wingbag.
\nHave you ever heard a windbag. You'll here one right now.
\nThey go this way and that way. This way and that way.
\nHave you ever heard a windbag. You'll here one right now.<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: susan@noaapmel.gov (Susan Collicott)<\/p>\n
We always sang:<\/p>\n
Announcements, announcements, announcements.
\nWhen you're up you're up,
\nand when you're down you're down,
\nand when you're only halfway up
\nyou're neither up nor down.
\nAnnouncements, announcements, announcements.<\/p>\n
We stood up on 'up', sat down on 'down', and stood half-way up on 'halfway up'.<\/p>\n
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\nFrom: stephen.a.mohr@cdc.com (Stephen Mohr 612-482-5634)
\nSubject: Words to Song "Ain't Goina Rain no More"<\/p>\n
I've been looking all over for the words to the song "Ain't Gona Rain no More"
\nI have only two verses, the kids love this song. I know of another verse about
\na sailor, but not all the words. This is what I do have:<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nOh, it ain't gona rain no more, no more
\nIt ain't gona rain no more
\nHow in heck can I wash my neck
\nif it ain't gona rain no more
\n[1st Verse]
\nA bum sat by the sewer
\nAnd by the sewer he died
\nAnd at the corners inquist
\nThey call it sewer side
\n[2nd Verse]
\nA peanut sat on the railroad track
\nIt's heart was all a-flutter
\nAlong came the 415
\nToot toot, peanut butter<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: pnsf01dw@UMASSD.EDU (Dennis J. Wilkinson)<\/p>\n
How 'bout:<\/p>\n
My father is a butcher
\nMy mother is a cook
\nAnd I'm the little hot-dog
\nThat runs around the brook
\n[Chorus]
\nMy father built a chimney
\nHE built itup so high
\nHe had to take it down each night
\nTo let the moon go by
\n[Chorus]<\/p>\n
—————
\n~From: DRPORTER@SUVM.SYR.EDU (Brad Porter)<\/p>\n
My dady is a doctor,
\n my mommy is a nurse,
\n and I'm the little needle
\n that gets you where it hurts…<\/p>\n
Mary had a little lamb,
\n her father shot it dead
\n and now she takes it to school
\n between two slices of bread…<\/p>\n
This is a great song to sing at the opening of a rainy campfire – which for
\nsome reason we had a lot of this year!!! Hope you find thiese useful – I've
\njust know them from singing them, I can't tell you where they come from.<\/p>\n
