I was a boy scout for a year, then later I spent an enjoyable season as a Sea Scout in Toronto Ontario. We went winter camping once, I woke up at dawn freezing cold and incredibly miserable, my hands so cold that no matter how hard I tried, I could not get the fire started.... so... a guys gotta do what a guys gotta do.... right... I siphoned some gas from the snow mobile and had the fire roaring in a flash. Well when the leader climbed out of his tent and and said I'd just earned my fire making badge, my guilt fessed up how I really got it going. He just laughed and said I also had my badge for something else, honesty, ingenuity, or something. I don't remember. Years later I was a cub scout leader for a while.