Yesterday evening, before true dark but in the definite twilight, a cute little Girl Scout showed up ringing my doorbell, and I bet you know already what she asked me, when I opened the door: "Would you like to buy some Girl Scout Cookies?" She asked in a small, shy voice--I heard a mother's voice unseen--there was our big tree blocking her from view--"Use your big voice!" I used to like GS cookies, back when I was the little girl selling them. But now they are not as good as they used to be,... Sign in to see full entry.