Hi guys
It is the first time I write on the blog so please don't be too mean ;)

I want to share something I do and love since a long time: the scouts.
One weekend per month, scouts meet and play games, laugh, learn about life, sometimes about God but most of all, love and respect each other.

When I was six, my mum introduced scouting to my older brother and he really liked it. I wanted to go, but I was too young. I had to wait one more year.
Indeed, you can only start scouting at age eight (ok ok I cheated, I went there a year before...).
From eight to twelve years old you are a "louveteau"and you are wearing a light blue shirt, from twelve to sixteen-seventeen years old you are an "éclaireurs" and you are wearing a green shirt after that you have two choices: you can be an "aîné"(grey shirts)  or a "responsable"(the color of their shirts depends on the section they are responsible of).
When you choose to be an "aîné", you spend your two last years of high school on a project to help others, the environment etc...
I know some "aînés" who went to Madagascar and Nepal to help children over there!
When you choose to be a "responsable", you have to take care of the "louveteaux" and the "éclaireurs". You are basically responsible of the youngest, a scouts leader.
*What I've just told you might not be right for every scouts because there are many kind of scouts: the Catholics, the Muslims, the Jewish... I am personally part of the Protestant scouts (EEUDF).*

Anyways, this year had passed and so my mother inscribed me to the same group of young boys and girls my brother was in.
My first weekends were a little tough because I was very young and it is not easy to leave your parents, even for a weekend, when you're seven. 
My first Summer camp arrived super quickly and it happened that I didn't have many real friends so it obviously wasn't my best camp.
Though I didn't quit (and I love myself for that now ;p), because I knew that one of my friend was coming the year after.
I spent four years with her in that group, we made other friends,  went to many camps and most of all, ate a lot of pasta!

But when my last year of "louveteaux" arrived, there were no more scouts leaders and they told us that parents were going to take care of us... Parents? Seriously? So my friend and I decided that we should go into the other group of scouts we knew in Marseille (we had already camped with them twice).
Both of us do not regret it at all! It is much better now, even though it was great before.

I am now in my last year of "éclaireurs" and I really don't want this year to end. Because, I will see the others much less often than the previous years.
It is always hard to see people leaving the group. And I know I will soon be one of these person.

















                     

The picture you see up here, is just a part of us (the oldest)
We had just done a day of hiking that's why we are all
wearing flip-flops. As you can see we are all wearing
our green shirt.