One of the key parts of being a Rover is the transition from being a youth to becoming a young adult. Rovers and the program allow us to focus on working towards our goals, improving our skills personally and professionally, all while having a lot of fun.
This played a large role in my journey to the 15th World Scout Moot in Iceland. When we registered for the Moot we were asked to write down a goal for ourselves as participants, something that we could look at afterwards and reflect on. My purpose and goal for going to the World Moot was to travel somewhere new and to meet people who also have a passion for Scouting. I don’t believe that I can perfectly put into words how amazing this experience was for me. I miss it everyday, but it wouldn’t be the event that it was without the members of my Patrol and Tribe. The memories made at Moot are ones that I will always cherish.
At Moot everyone is put into a Patrol of 10 Rovers from around the world, this is one of four Patrols that make up your Tribe of approximately 40 people; and you have a tribe advisor that will give you any information you need about the Moot to the best of their ability. Each Tribe shared a giant shelter for cooking, eating, and hanging out. When we joined the other Tribes at the main camp there were over 400 people taking part in activities. It may have been a large group, but that didn’t stop the friendships from forming.
As participants, we also had jobs to do within the Tribe and we made sure everyone was involved in decisions. We went “grocery shopping” at the camp store for the Tribe’s food and even if it wasn’t our turn to cook, we would stand with everyone else and offer assistance. It was always a good time.
My Patrol was made up of myself and another Canadian, she’s one of my best friends, so it was nice that she was with me for my first international camp. There were Scouts from Australia, Spain, Belgium, Hong Kong, Hungary and Sweden. There were a few language barriers but we worked together to make sure that everyone felt included. Even when we didn’t need to be in our Patrols you would find us together. We stayed up late dancing together until we couldn’t dance anymore, and we shared our traditions and our beliefs with each other as part of the cultural experience.
Flash forward to almost a month later and I still talk to my Patrol on a daily basis. I know that if I travel to any of their countries, I’ll have a couch to sleep on and someone to show me around. Hopefully they’ll all apply to be at the next World Jamboree. I can’t wait to see them again – even 2 years is too long to wait.