…some Girl Scout Cookies? We used to go door-to-door in the neighborhood, ringing doorbells or knocking, hoping someone would place an order for the much beloved cookies produced by the Little Brownie Bakers. This annual tradition was something I dreaded. And my mom was the troop leader at times so I had to do it.
I hated going door-to-door, asking people to order the cookies and I especially dreaded going back and asking for the money. I can remember doing this alone in the afternoons after school. I wore my sash with all my badges and I’m sure every person who opened the door could tell that I did not want to be there at all.
But I also stressed out over not selling the most cookies. I was intimidated and competitive at the same time. I was a frustrated child.
That’s not our troop but you have to just admire the woman who dares to put together a horizontally striped sweater with a floral blouse!
Can you even imagine a ten-year-old girl going door-to-door these days? Alone? Not on your life.
Here’s a really interesting and fun article from the Sussex Countian with some history of the Girl Scout Cookie and where I nicked these faboo pictures.
I had a Brownie Beanie. I admit it.