My mother had been a nurse and, thinking to steer me in that direction, signed my up for St John's cadets. St John's was the state ambulance service at the time. It had a military aspect that included rank, parade and marches. Uniforms for official duties and occasions, but otherwise everyday wear was fine. It had some minimal (barely noticable) reference to religion and to the queen. Mostly we learned First Aid and general nursing techniques ... but the best bit for me was learning about the human body in quite some detail. We'd have exams and get badges on passing. There were a couple of state camps that involved a mix of the above, with fun and entertainment.tattuchu wrote:I was in the Boy Scouts and I did a lot of cool stuff I never would have been able to do otherwise. It was the marching and drilling and military type shit that I hated. Not too much god stuff back then. It might have been in an oath or two, along with the flag-waving. But nobody gave a shit about stupid oaths anyway. Not us kids leastways.
Funny that there's such a strong prohibition against homosexuality now. Scouting was always thought of as gay. In fact that's eventually why I left, just short of making Eagle Scout. It was all just too fucking gay for me.
I went along to one state competition that involved very authenticly enacted accident and injury situations that teams had to assess and work on. The actors were made up with realistic looking fake injuries, blood, bone, moaning, etc ... Our team of three were presented with a motorbike accident ... the rider with multiple injuries ... At eleven, I was way out of my depth with that one. The rider 'died'.

I really enjoyed the learning, including (oddly given my dislike of discipline, and pomp and circumstance) the choreography of the parade, but hated anything that made me feel put on the spot or in the spotlight and that came up too often ... so mixed feelings about the whole thing at the time. Now I look back and am glad overall that I had the experience.
ETA: just remembered ... the girls met on Tuesdays, and the boys on Wednesdays, but we got together for first aid duty (such as saturday at the local footy games), competitions, camps and other social occasions. I was in the cadets for almost two years.