With a puzzled look on his face an Indian boy asked,“Say, mom, why is my bigger brother named Mighty Storm?“ She told him, „Because he was conceived during a mighty storm.“ Then he asked, „Why is my sister named Cornflower?“ She replied, „Well, your father and I were in a cornfield whenwe made her.“ „And why is my other sister called Moonchild?“ „We were watching the moon landing while she was conceived.“,She explained. The Mother Indian paused for a moment thenasked her son, „Tell me, Torn Rubber, why are you so curious?“
