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Upon graduation from college a few years back, a young man received a gift from his older brother. It was a shiny new car, the car of his dreams! One morning as he approached the car, he saw a boy of about 12 peering through the windows into the car. The young man recognized him as the boy his parents paid to mow their lawn. Obviously enthralled with the car, the boy hadn't heard the young man approaching. "Is this your car?" the boy asked when he finally noticed the man.
"Yes, it is," the man responded proudly.
"Wow! This is a nice car!" remarked the boy. "How much did it cost?"
"I don't know," the man answered.
"It's your car, but you don't know how much it cost?"
"No," admitted the man. "You see, my brother bought it for me."
"I wish …I wish…I wish…" stuttered the boy. The man thought he was going to say, I wish I had a car like this. "I wish I was like that brother!" finished the boy. Amazed at the boy's response, the young man offered to drive him around the block. The boy hopped in the car and soon asked if the man would drive him home. Thinking that the boy wanted to show off to his friends that he was riding in a new car, and since the boy and his own parents were such good friends, the man agreed.
They drove more than a few blocks to where the boy lived and as he turned onto the street the man noticed that it wasn't the best-kept neighborhood. The houses were dirty and run down. He pulled up in front of the boy's house. "Please wait!" the boy yelled as he ran into the house. Oh, he's probably going to get his family so he can show off the new car, the man thought.
The front door opened and out came the boy. In his arms he carried a smaller boy, his younger brother who had been crippled since birth. The older boy brought his brother out to the car, and exclaimed as he hugged him tightly, "See, just like I told you! It's a brand-new car! And someday, I'm going to buy you one just like it!"
How unselfish this boy was, to be the kind of brother who looked after others before thinking about himself. What kind of Scouts are we? Are we like the older brother?