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October Cub Scout Roundtable Issue

Volume 10, Issue 3
November Theme

Pilgrims at Plymouth Rock
Webelos Craftsman & Scientist
  Tiger Cub Achivement #3



Little Bear And The Wolf

Viking Council

Divide the group into four smaller groups. Assign each group one of the names below. Read the story pausing at each key word to allow the appropriate group to make the proper response.

Little Bear -  "Life's rough"

Indians –       “How”

Wolf –            Howl

Beaver –        Slap thighs with hands to simulate the beaver slapping his tail on the ground.

Little Bear lived with his tribe of Apache Indians in eastern Arizona. He had grown up on the reservation and was the son of the Chief. However, Little Bear was the youngest son. And among the Indians this did not mean much. Little Bear would still have to prove himself.

When Little Bear turned six years old he was old enough to go to Fort Thomas with the other Indian children to attend school. This meant getting up early to catch the school bus and riding for almost an hour with the other Indian children to reach the school. This was usually when the trouble started.   Because Little Bear was small for his age some of the bigger Indian children would tease him. It was all Little Bear could do to keep the tears from falling. At school it wasn't much better and Little Bear often found himself gazing out the school window to the east at Mt. Graham.

One day during morning recess the Indians were especially rough on him, calling him Little Geek and laughing.  Little Bear had had enough.  He left the school and started running, running toward the mountain.  It took some time to reach the foothills, but Little Bear kept on going, climbing higher and higher.  It was then that he realized that something was following him in the woods. He began to watch more closely. There it was! It was a wolf.  The wolf followed Little Bear all the way to the top.  Little Bear sat down on the edge of Laurel Lake by the beaver lodge. The wolf sat off a little ways in the woods.       Little Bear did not know what to think about that wolf.  Just then, a beaver poked his head out of the lake.  "You must be an Indian of high station," said the beaver.  "Why is that?" asked Little Bear  "Because," the beaver replied, "you are guarded by the wolf!"

It was well past dark when Little Bear made it back to the school. The wolf had come with him as far as the foothills.  His parents were there to meet him.   They were busy organizing a search party. But from then on Little Bear was different.  He was no fun to tease and the other Indians soon gave it up.  And every time Little Bear started to lose his confidence he would think of the beaver and the wolf and know he was special.

A Frontier Thanksgiving

Heart of America Council

Assign sections of the audience to stand and shout the appropriate words and to pantomime the action as the leader reads the story.

Settler:                Davy Crockett (Stand and Salute)

Gun:                    Bang, Bang

                            (Two Parts - stand up and sit down)

Dog:                   Mans Best Friend (Wag Arm)

Turkey:              Yum, Yum (Flap arms)

Cabin:                 Shut the Door! (Slam door)

Frontier:             Way Out West (Spread arms)

Indian:                Geronimo (Pull Bow)

Thanksgiving: (Everyone pats Tummy)

Early one THANKSGIVING morning many years ago on the old FRONTIER a SETTLER stood before his lonely CABIN with his trusty GUN and faithful DOG ready to hunt the TURKEY he needed for dinner and hoping no INDIANS would spoil his feast. Whistling to his DOG, the SETTLER shouldered his GUN and started down the forest trail. Meantime an INDIAN also with a DOG approached down the forest trail from the other direction. Just at that moment a fat TURKEY flew between them. Off went the GUNS down fell the TURKEY in bounded the DOGS up rushed the Indian... and the SETTLER. "It's mine", claimed the SETTLER "Ugh - him mine", said the INDIAN. "Grr.. snarled the DOGS The noise of the argument shook the CABIN and awoke the whole FRONTIER.  But the TURKEY which was only stunned by the blast of the GUNS took off unsteadily and flew in the open door of the cabin where it was promptly captured by the INDIAN, the SETTLER, and the DOGS. And thus, THANKSGIVING came to a lonely cabin on the old FRONTIER.


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