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weekend full of good events

weekend full of good events. First, runoff Świder fathers with daughters Mary in the classroom. Szóstoklasistek Twenty, twenty men already in the vicinity of forty and twenty double kayaks. Beautiful weather, twisting river, lying then and a bunch of fun. After a good hour to pull the canoe ashore, climb the embankment and prepare the meal. The girls laugh , sitting in a group on a slope, roll call and the fathers kindle fire. Paul goes increasingly important initiative of NGOs, Robert is in a book. We have similar observations about listening to audiobooks in the car, some parts of the play several times, losing the thread in traffic jams. But whatever, these are the realities, or audiobooks, or nothing. I looked at those teens already on fathers and I thought "girls, but you have a good fathers," and Meg Meeker writes in his book "Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters" (soon in Polish), the father plays a big role in shaping the personality of a mature girl.

Then I dress up in a completely different outfit and after half an hour driving fast land in the former Soviet military missile base in Słupnie. Here is the course "ABC Scouts of Europe" for tribal and friends, good company, new faces for me, great people. Parents who founded the uniforms for their children, Jackie from Krakow, Chris from Kielce, Janusz Ząbek, Jurek Plonsk (it's after the promise, what I find out when we greet), reliable crew Klęczarów, Robert of Falenica, today held its march, bearing witness to identify themselves more play the game. These rules are rules, promise and law, common to the twelve-and adult. Tribal, discreet, and inspiring, the elder brother and a friend should live that ideal. To serve, because that is the place of adults in the Movement. And by serving alone gaining enough. We laugh, we play on the fire, then we hear the words of the march demanding. We sit down with the chief for a moment by the fire, frogs give a great concert. Like, I miss the midst of the hustle and bustle of everyday. I recall the various camps, conversations with similar outbreaks, for example, that turned the former pillar of my team, leaning out of the tent when we looked at the sky over Gryfów Silesia. We have not seen in a long time, just finished his studies and told me that going to the Benedictines.

revels in the sounds of the night, the majesty of a starry sky.