12 August 2016

Published August 10, 2016 by rochellewisoff

Summer ShowcaseSummer is the time for vacations, picnics on the beach and reruns on the telly. For me it’s a time to meet a deadline in July for my third novel in my series entitled AS ONE MUST ONE CAN. Many thanks to those of you who responded to my plea for your favorite reruns. 

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The following story is dedicated to Lucile Wilson, Doris Wullschleger and Grace Cowling, three  special ladies who gave of their time to a group of girls known as Troop 499.  They had much to do with who I am today. 

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100        


            “What on earth are you doing, child?”

            Twelve-year-old Rose read Papa’s upside-down lips and said, “I’m using my head.”   

            “Surely, that’s not what Miss Daisy meant.”

            “Surely it is, Papa. Yesterday at Girl Scouts she stood on her head.”  

            “Rosy-Posy, you’re a delicate little girl.” 

            “Miss Daisy says I can do anything I set my mind to.” Rose lowered her one leg, planted her foot on the carpet and reached for her crutch. “I’m going to be a doctor.”

            “Remember, you’re also deaf.”

            “So’s Miss Daisy. She says all that means is that she never hears anyone tell her ‘no’.”      


Center: Juliette "Daisy" Gordon Low-The founder of Girl Scouts in America

Center: Juliette “Daisy” Gordon Low-The founder of Girl Scouts in America

Daisy was an amazing lady. Here’s a bit of history to whet your appetite.         

Girl Scout Trefoil

Girl Scout Trefoil

Troop 499-Can you find me?

Troop 499-Can you find me?

*Final Note: Juliette Low held the first Girl Guide (later Girl Scouts) meeting at her house in Savannah, GA on March 12, 1912.  The troop had 18 members divided into two patrols named the Carnation and the White Rose. 

94 comments on “12 August 2016

  • Terrific story on the power of positive thinking.
    What I most admire is how you make three different people come to life in so few words.

    And my guess is the tall blonde girl, right in the centre.
    Do I win a prize?

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  • Second row second in from the left. It’s a good point you make about not being a slave to the prompt. Thanks for reminding me about my happy memories of the Clubs.


    • Dear Michael,

      I’ve always been pretty easy to spot, it seems. Even when we played the game where you had to guess everyone’s baby pictures.

      As for the prompt…whatever it inspires…as Thoreau said, “it’s not what you’re looking at that matters, it’s what you see.” There have been times when I had to explain how I got from point A to point B. 😉

      My happiest childhood memories were in Scouts. Glad you feel the same way. Thank you.




  • What a heartwarming story about overcoming adversity, and the power of positive role models! I have such fond memories of my many years of Girl Scouts, and especially the feeling of wonder and adventure – and camping!

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    • Dear Joy,

      Had it not been for Girl Scouts I would have never known the joys of camping. I loved long hikes and being with friends. It was decidedly the best part of my childhood. Thank you for your comments re my story.



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      • My sister and I were lucky to get to go camping with our parents, including lots of outdoor cooking, hiking in many woods, and “adventures” in mines and caves. (Although of course at the time we were jealous of our friends who got to stay in hotels and go to proper “tourist” places.) But there was something so special about camping with a bunch of other girls my age, both new friends and old, and learning all those great camp songs and sharing things together. Very happy memories!

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    • Dear Suzanne,

      I seem to be pretty easy to pick out in that photo. I think that’s a good thing. 😀 I have such wonderful memories of those days. And I’m delighted to be back in contact with a few of those girls. Thank you for your kind words re my story.




  • Dear Sheree Godiva,
    I always knew you were quite the little trooper. We used to have a sign in the the conference room at work that read; There are two kinds of people. Those who say they Can. And those who say they Can’t. They’re both right.

    I love stories about those who support, inspire, encourage, and won’t let us quit. The best we can do for ourselves and those around us is emulate their behavior.

    It makes me feel like singing,
    Claude Bawls

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    • Dear Claude Bawls,

      Fortunately I’m far enough away that your singing won’t assault my ears. There’s always something to be thankful for, isn’t there?

      I love the conference room sign. One of the things our Scout leaders used to instill in us was that ‘can’t’ is not a word. We weren’t allowed to use it.

      I’m glad you liked the story.


      Sheree Godiva


  • Rochelle, your story brings back fond memories of being in Girl Scouts. I started a brownie, moved up to Senior Gold, and even did a few years as a Leader before they went and changed everything. Very fond mems indeed! 🙂


      • Dear Jelli,

        Your comment just gave my story profound validity. Thank you for that. Girl Scouts was my oasis in the storm of a somewhat abusive childhood. My fondest memories take up residence with that group of girls and the sweet leaders.



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        • Many of the survival skills that I use when times are hard, like hunting, building shelters, etc. I still use. When we lost our home after a job loss, I used those skills to keep us alive (Hubs had made too much ‘gross’ for us to get any help for the year though we were homeless and jobless). We didn’t starve, and the tent made a decent little home. My wallet was stolen last week, so I’ve been hunting an foraging meals for us, saving what little funds we had in bank for fuel to get to work. I am saddened when I see the “new” girl scouts where basic survival is no longer taught.


    • Dear Liz,

      Actually I think my take on the prompt was the trail. It put me in mind of all of those wonderful Girl Scout hikes we took. Thank you re my story. It brought back sweet memories for me.




    • Dear Tracey,

      I think I’m about ready to get back in the flash fiction saddle. Now that the manuscript for the third novel is being read by my agent (whilst I nibble at my nails) my fingers are itching to write.

      I hope you’ll read it when it comes out. I sat and watched an emergency C-Section on You Tube. It was a tutorial for New Zealand doctors. All that so I could write from a physician’s POV. Do I get a medal for this? Right after after that my husband came home from work and asked if I was ready for lunch.

      Thank you re my story.



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    • Dear Vijaya,

      I learned a lot about Girl Scouts in researching for this story. Although our leaders told us stories about Juliette Gordon Low, they were never in depth. What a delightful person she must’ve been. Of course I’m always pleased to receive such nice reviews on my stories. 😉 Thank you.


      Rochelle YFBM


  • Dear Rochelle

    Lovely story and i found you straight away, your smile lights up your eyes. Great to learn more about the movement – we were ‘Brownies’ here on the UK then when we were older ‘Girl Guides’ Happy memories.

    Best wishes

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