Subject: Indian Winter
It was October and the Indians on a remote reservation asked their new Chief
if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a Chief in a modern society he had never been taught the old
secrets. When he looked at the sky he couldn't tell what the winter was going
to be like.
Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was,
indeed, going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect
firewood to be prepared.
But being a practical leader, after several days, he got an idea. He went to a
phone booth, called the National Weather Service and asked, "Is the coming winter
going to be cold?"
"It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold" the meteorologist at the
weather service responded.
So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more firewood
in order to be prepared.
A week later he called the National Weather Service again. "Does it still look
like it is going to be a very cold winter?" "Yes," the man at National Weather
Service again replied, "it's going to be a very cold winter."
The Chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap
of firewood they could find.
Two weeks later the Chief called the National Weather Service again. "Are you
absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?"
Absolutely," the man replied. "It's looking more and more like it is going to
be one of the coldest winters ever."
"How can you be so sure?" the Chief asked.
The weatherman replied, "The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy."
Grandma's House
Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served Christmas
morning. When little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away.
"Johnny, wait until we say our prayer," his mother reminded him.
"I don't have to," the little boy replied.
"Of course you do," his mother insisted, "we say a prayer before eating
at our house.
"That's at our house," Johnny explained, "but this is Grandma's house and
she knows how to cook."