Beautiful Fighters

I realized what I've missed by quiting Boy's Scout halfway during secondary school.

Though I would admit that it was not entirely the "family" that I expected it to be

I regretted for giving up after being pressured by the Troop Master then.

While scouting was physically difficult at that time, that was not the main reason I gave up.

In fact, the sole reason I quited Boy's Scout was

because I was heart-broken, which was due to the total lack of support from fellow scouts

who I considered to be close peers.

That was my first taste of betrayal.

Yesterday, after attending INTI Rovers Induction Day

I recalled why I joined Scouts in the first place.

I may have failed to live up to my dreams in the past.

Now I will try to fulfill the dreams of others

and to keep the promise that I made to myself.

A simple promise

to make the world a better place.

The Scout's Promise.

I rather be pleasing myself to be of service to others VOLUNTARILY

than to carry out my duty of servicing people INVOLUNTARILY

at least both parties will be happier

at least I might be a little happier. Hopefully.