British Imposter

I was a Girl Scout.  Go ahead, get your laughs out now.  I was in Girl Scouts from 1st grade through 12th grade graduation.  I was also a Girl Scout troop leader.  

As a Girl Scout we often went camping.  And by camping I mean staying in a heated lodge on a camp ground.  We usually spent the weekend eating as much food as possible, doing make overs, and watching movies on the tv we brought with us.  We were not rough and tough scouts by any means.  Most of the time we did "camping" for fun but sometimes we were involved in events and volunteer work which took us out to our "camp".  

One such event involved us camping for a weekend and teaching younger scouts what it's all about and do activities with them.  They only stayed for the day but we stayed all weekend and worked with different groups of kiddos that came to visit.  We weren't the only older and wiser girls there teaching these pipsqueaks.  There were other older troops there staying the weekend and we had to double up on lodges.  We were teamed up with a troop of home schooled girls who were very responsible Girl Scouts.  They never did wrong and hadn't had much excitement in life.  Since they were there we were not able to do our usual binging and watching tv.  In other words, we were bored quickly.

What does boredom always lead to?  Hilarious antics.  Whose idea it was I do not remember.  All I know is that we decided to spend the weekend speaking with British accents.  Literally the entire time.  And you know what?  Our home schooled roomies bought it.  They thought we were all from London and had relocated our entire troop here to Midwest United states.  They asked us tons of questions about London and what kind of food we ate and what the schools there were like.  Being the non-responsible group we were, we went with it and made up all sorts of fun stories.  How anyone believed our poor rendition of the accent is a mystery to me.  We were the most popular troop in camp.  I guess none of the leaders ratted us out because our ruse lasted until we drove away on Sunday afternoon.  

What lesson did I learn from this Girl Scout outing?  People are easily fooled and adults enjoy a good joke just as much as the kids do.