My little brother was a boy scout throughout his high school career and loved it. One of his favorite trips that he took with his troop was to Philmont, New Mexico. More than 860,000 Scouts, venturers, and leaders have experienced the adventure of Philmont since the first camping season in 1939. Philmont is full of history, knowledge, and opportunity that can’t be experienced in a more appropriate atmosphere.
The summer just before my little brother’s turned 14, his Boy Scout troop went to Philmont. They were gone for two weeks but stayed in Philmont for only a week, the drive there took a long time, and they camped along the way. He was kind of nervous as he packed for his trip, he was really excited, but he had heard about all of the different types of wildlife that have been found in Philmont. He tried to act all confident and calm, but I could tell that he was a little nervous about making sure that he never got lost or left behind. My mom was a mess, she couldn’t believe that he precious baby was going to be gone for so long and that he was going all alone. My dad tried reassuring her that nothing was going to go wrong and that we have known and gone to church with his troop leader for years and that he would be in good hands, she wasn’t convinced. I on the other hand couldn’t wait for him to be gone, that meant that I could watch whatever I wanted and get online anytime I wanted without having to worry about taking turns.
While my dad drove him to his troop master’s house, I took a look at his room and notice that most of his things were gone; it looked like he packed his entire room and taken it with him. My mom was, of course, very emotional and she cried until my dad got back from dropping him off. I had never seen her like this and couldn’t believe that she was so emotional. I had a blast during those two weeks, I played on the computer, watched tv, had a sleep over that wasn’t interrupted by an annoying little brother. It felt like had the house to myself because my two older brothers had summer jobs, so they were gone most of the time. I loved it!
As soon as I was getting used to have command over the tv and having most of my parents attention, my brother returned. It wasn’t fair, once he walked in the door, everything that I had worked so hard to gain in those two weeks melted away. All anyone wanted to hear or talk about was his trip. I wasn’t too upset about not getting a ton of attention, just so long as everyone knew that things were being ran differently now. That didn’t last at all, my little brother and I went back to our old ways of fighting about everything and my two older brothers were finished with their jobs for the summer and of course felt that they needed to let some of their frustrations out on me.
At least I had two weeks to be the princess of the house and rule in any way that I felt was necessary. I eventually got over it and we worked everything out. I love my brothers and now that we live so far apart, I am looking forward to spending the holidays with them and catch up.
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