At $3.50 a box, Girl Scout cookies aren’t exactly a bargain. But then again, it’s really not about the cookies.
Growing up, I was a Camp Fire Girl. It’s a similar organization to the Girl Scouts. Camp Fire Girls start as Bluebirds and then grow into Camp Fire Girls. We did projects and worked toward badges and beads. I remember going to conventions in the Fargo Civic Center where Camp Fire Girls would wear their vests with, what seemed like, hundreds of beads hanging off them. We went to Camp Fire Girls camp where we could ride horses, swim, sing around the camp fire, and sleep in bunks in cabins.
Instead of selling cookies, the Camp Fire Girls sold candy. I remember the trepidation I felt having to ask someone to buy a box of candy. (I guess I knew sales wasn’t my cup of tea at an early age). One woman on our block, Mrs. Noble, was always willing and happy to buy a box of candy. And I was grateful she made it so easy to make the sale. Mrs. Noble died not too long ago. She was spunky, smart, and a wonderful friend to many.
Now, it’s my turn. My to support a young girl in a young womans’ organization be able to earn badges, go to camp and to make the sale of Girl Scout Cookies easy. And if I have to eat a few cookies as a sacrifice, so be it.