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Welcome to Guiding With Guider Dusk |
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May 2012 - Feature Campfire - Camping Adventures |
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Hi Everyone,
Spring is in the air! The warm weather, the buds on the trees, flowers starting to bloom .... a time of rebirth.
At the same time, many units are busy planning their year end camps and celebrations. And I know you all have alot
to celebrate this year.
This month, I have put together a campfire you can use at your year end camp around a real live roaring campfire.
I hope you enjoy this campfire.
My wish for all of you is to have a safe and healthy summer. I am looking forward to creating "more campfire magic"
with all of you in August! Go Well and Safely!
Yours in Guiding
Guider Dusk (Dawn)
Campfire Planning Sheet PROMOTE
PARTICIPATION, FUN & FRIENDSHIP
Fire's Burning (4-Part Round) Fire's
burning, fire's burning Draw
nearer, draw nearer In
the gloaming, in the gloaming Come sing and be merry Campfire - Austria Gather
round the fire tonight, Ho-la hi, Ho-la ho. Let
us sing with all our might, Ho-la, hi-la ho. Chorus: How we remember those happy days Ho-la hi, ho-la ho, Spent in the light of a campfire blaze Ho-la hi-la ho. First a round and then a song, Ho-la hi, Ho-la ho. Then
some yells though not too long, Ho-la hi-la ho. Round the world our campfires burn, Ho-la hi, Ho-la ho. While our thoughts to B-P turn, Ho-la hi-la ho.
As
we trek along together, As
we trek along. Shall
we sing a song together, Shall
we sing a song? Love
life, laughter and sorrow, Who knows what comes tomorrow Who knows and who cares, As we trek along. As
we trek along together, As
we trek along. Shall
we sing a song together, Shall
we sing a song? Though
the way may be weary Still
our hearts will be cheery If
we sing a song
The Happy Wanderer – Friedrich W. Moller Chorus: Val-der-ri, val-der-ra Val-der-ri, val-der-ra ra ra ra ra ra Val-der-ri, val-der-ra (Sing the last line of the verse) I
love to go a-wandering Along
the mountain track And
as I go, I love to sing My
knapsack on my back I
love to wander by the stream That
dances in the sun So
joyously it calls to me Come
join my happy song
And
they wave back at me And
blackbirds call so loud and clear From
every greenwood tree
Until
the day I die And
may I always laugh and sing Beneath God’s clear blue sky 'Twas
on a summer's evening, I
walked the forest through When
suddenly I heard it, A
sweet and low cuckoo Cuckoo,
cuckoo, Cuckoo,
cuckoo cuckoo Cuckoo,
cuckoo, Cuckoo,
cuckoo cuckoo Mister
Moon, Mister Moon you're out too soon, The
sun is still in the sky. Go
back to bed and cover up your head And
wait 'till the night draws nigh.
Oh, How Lovely is the Evening (3-Part
Round) Oh,
how lovely is the evening, is the evening. When
the bells are sweetly ringing, sweetly ringing. Ding,
dong, ding, dong.
A
Training Course Song (Tune: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean) We came up to Sandy Beach Campsite, A Guiding course for to run, And once we arrived at the Campsite, We sure had a whole lot of fun. Chorus: Camping, camping, it’s good to be camping again, again. Camping, camping, it’s good to be camping again. The tents were erected quite quickly, In various sizes and shapes, They drooped at the corners most sickly And hung from the ridge pole like grapes.
A session of feeding and cooking Told how to cook food in a hole. Of course, if you wanted to eat it, You had to crawl in like a mole. Fires were lit on the roadway, Trees were chopped down in a rush, And after some more about kitchens, We all stomped around in the bush.
They Say at Guide Survivor Camp They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the bugs have gone away But every time you inhale there's something in your way! Chorus: Oh, I don't want no more of Girl Guide Camp Gee Mom, I wanna go Back where the toilets flow Gee Mom, I wanna go home. They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the toast is mighty fine A piece fell off the table and killed a pal of mine! They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the beds are mighty fine You wake up in the morning with wrinkles down your spine! They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the eggs are mighty fine One rolled off the table and started keeping time! They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the cocoa's mighty fine It's swell for cuts and bruises, and tastes like iodine! They say at Guide Survivor Camp, the porridge is mighty fine You save a little extra and give your shoes a shine! The First Aider that we have here, they say she's mighty fine But when I broke my finger, she broke the other nine! The tents they have at Survivor Camp, they say they're really neat But when you go inside them, they smell like stinky feet! The latrines they have at Survivor Camp, they say they're mighty fine When you sit upon them, they suck in your behind! The showers that they have here, they say are mighty fine When you turn them on, they squirt out yellow slim! And now I've been to Guide Camp I think its mighty fine I'm going back there next year to have another good time!
Beaver Song Beaver 1,
Beaver all, Let's all do the Beaver Call. Ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch (hold hands,
limp-wristed, in front of your chest) Ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch (pretend to
be climbing up the beaver tree) Ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch (hold hands at shoulder
height, index fingers pointing up) Ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch (hook your
thumbs in your armpits to form wings) Ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch, ch ch ch (funky dancing,
spin around in circles)
Yogi Bear I
know someone you don't know Yogi,
Yogi I
know someone you don't know Yogi,
Yogi Bear Yogi,
Yogi Bear, Yogi, Yogi Bear I
know someone you don't know Yogi,
Yogi Bear
Boo-boo,
Boo-boo Yogi
has a little friend Boo-boo,
Boo-boo Bear Boo-boo,
Boo-boo Bear, Boo-boo, Boo-boo Bear Yogi
has a little friend Boo-boo,
Boo-boo Bear
Cindy,
Cindy Yogi
has a girlfriend too Cindy,
Cindy Bear Cindy,
Cindy Bear, Cindy, Cindy Bear Yogi
has a girlfriend too Cindy,
Cindy Bear
Ranger,
Ranger They
all have another friend Ranger,
Ranger Smith Ranger,
Ranger Smith, Ranger, Ranger Smith They
all have another friend Ranger,
Ranger Smith
Jelly,
Jelly They
all live in Jellystone Jelly,
Jellystone Jelly,
Jellystone, Jelly, Jellystone They
all live in Jellystone Jelly,
Jellystone Actions: Yogi: wave
arms back and forth one either side of your
head Boo-Boo: pat
an invisible short person Cindy: one
hand twirling in hair, other hand on hip Ranger
Smith: make a finger gun, "shoot" people Jellystone: shake whole body A repeat after me story! The
other day (The other day) I
met a bear (I met a bear) Up
in the woods (Up in the woods) Away
up there (Away up there) The
other day I met a bear Up
in the woods away up there. He
looked at me I
looked at him He
sized up me I
sized up him He
looked at me I looked at him He
sized up me I sized up him. He
said to me Why
don’t you run I
see you ain’t Got
any gun He
said to me why don’t you run I
see you ain’t got any gun And
so I ran Away
from there But
right behind Me
came that bear And
so I ran away from there But
right behind me came that bear Ahead
of me There
was a tree A
great big tree O
Lordy me Ahead
of me there was a tree A
great big tree O Lordy me The
nearest branch Was
ten feet up I’d
have to jump And
trust to luck The
nearest branch was ten feet up I’d
have to jump and trust to luck And
so I jumped Into
the air But
I missed that branch Away
up there And
so I jumped into the air But
I missed that branch away up there Now
don’t you fret Now
don’t you frown ‘Cause
I caught that branch On
the way back down Now
don’t you fret now don’t you frown ‘Cause
I caught that branch on the way back down That’s
all there is There
ain’t no more Unless
I meet That
bear once more That’s
all there is there ain’t no more Unless
I meet that bear once more
Have
you ever watched a sunrise turn the sky completely red? Have
you slept beneath the moon and stars a pine grove for your bed? Do
you sit and talk with friends though not a word is ever said? Then
you’re like me and you’ve been on the loose. Chorus: On the loose to climb a mountain, On the loose where I am free, On the loose to live my life the way I think my life should be. For I’ve only got a moment and the whole world yet to see, I’ll
be looking for tomorrow on the loose. There’s
a trail that I’ll be hiking, just to see where it might go Many
places yet to visit, many people yet to know. For
in following my dreams, I will live and I will grow. In
a world that’s waiting out there on the loose. So
in search of love and laughter, I am travelling ‘cross this land. Never
sure of where I’m going, for I haven’t any plans. And
in time when you are ready, come and join me, take my hand. And together we’ll share life out on the loose.
Pass
It On – Kurt Kaiser It
only takes a spark to get a fire going And
soon all those around can warm up to its glowing That's
how it is with Guiding Once
you've experienced it You
spread your joy to everyone You
want to pass it on. What
a wondrous time is spring when all the trees are budding The
birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming That's
how it is with Guiding Once
you've experienced it You
want to sing, it's fresh like spring You
want to pass it on. I
wish for you my friend, this happiness that I've found You
can come join in, it matters not where you're bound I'll
shout it from the mountain tops I
want the world to know The
joy of friends has come to me I want to pass it on.
Michael, Row the Boat Ashore – Negro Spiritual Michael, row the boat ashore, alleluia! Michael, row the boat ashore, alleluia! Sister, help to trim the sails, alleluia! Sister, help to trim the sails, alleluia! River Jordan is chilly and cold, alleluia! Chills the body but not the soul, alleluia! River Jordan is deep and wide, alleluia! Milk and honey on the other side, alleluia!
Part 1 Kum-by ya, my Lord Kum-by-a. Part 2 Kum-by-a, Kum-by-a
Part 3 Somebody’s crying, Lord. Kum-by-ya Somebody’s crying, Lord. Kum-by-ya Everyone: Singing rain, wind, fire, Lord. Kum-by-ya.
Somebody’s praying ….. Somebody’s singing ….. Somebody’s caring …..
With
the scent of woodsmoke drifting on the air, And
the glow of firelight we always love to share, Visions
of campfires all return, And
as the logs flame up and burn, We
dream of bygone campfires and long for those to come. Tongues
of yellow fire flickering up on high, Reaching twisting fingers up to a starlit sky, Voices
recall songs old and new, Songs
once dear to our fathers too, Who
dreamed of bygone campfires and longed for those to come. Gently
dying embers cast a rosy glow, Voices
slowly sinking to tones so soft and low, Slowly
upon the still night air, Fall
faithful voices hushed in prayer, That dream of bygone campfires and long for those to come. Day is done, Gone the sun, From the lake, from the hills, from the sky. All is well, Safely rest. God is nigh.
Camp Friends When you dream of camp in years to be, Above all else you’ll prize Those friendships formed in camping days, Beneath the open skies. For comrades of the water ways, Of trail and glowing fire, Relive glad days, retell old tales Of which they never tire. You have shared so much in sun and rain – Foolish things and wise, And ‘neath the candid gaze of starts Have worn no cheap disguise. You have known the peace of silent hills, Have learned what e’er betide Through paths of life turn east or west Camp friends can ne’er divide.
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