Capital Area Council
A Native American and his
friend were in downtown New York City, walking near Times Square in
Manhattan. It was during the noon lunch hour and the streets were filled
with people. Cars were honking their horns, taxicabs were squealing around
corners, sirens were wailing, and the sounds of the city were almost
deafening. Suddenly, the Native American said, "I hear a cricket."
His friend said, "What? You
must be crazy. You couldn't possibly hear a cricket in all of this noise!"
"No, I'm sure of it," the
Native American said, "I heard a cricket."
"That's crazy," said the
The Native American listened
carefully for a moment, and then walked across the street to a big cement
planter where some shrubs were growing. He looked into the bushes, beneath
the branches, and sure enough, he located a small cricket. His friend was
"That's incredible," said his
friend. "You must have super-human ears!"
"No," said the Native
American. "My ears are no different from yours. It all depends on what
you're listening for."
"But that can't be!" said the
friend. "I could never hear a cricket in this noise."
"Yes, it's true," came the
reply. "It depends on what is really important to you. Here, let me show
He reached into his pocket,
pulled out a few coins, and discreetly dropped them on the sidewalk. And
then, with the noise of the crowded street still blaring in their ears, they
noticed every head within twenty feet turn and look to see if the money that
tinkled on the pavement was theirs.
"See what I mean?" asked the
Native American. "It all depends on what's important to you."
Heart of America Council
A young Indian brave was busy
at work carving a canoe out of a log. As he worked, members of the tribe
passed by. Everybody had a piece of advice to offer to the young man.
“I think you are making your
canoe too wide,” one of them said. The young brave, wishing to show respect
for the advice of an elder, narrowed down the canoe.
A little later, another
warrior stopped by. “I’m afraid you are cutting the stern too full,” he
said. Again, the young brave listened to his elder and cut down the stern.
Very soon, yet another member
of the tribe stopped, watched for a while, then said. “The bow is too
sheer.” The young brave accepted this advice as well and changed the line of
Finally the canoe was complete
and the young brave launched it. As soon as it hit the water, it capsized.
Laboriously, he hauled it back
onto the beach. Then he found a log and began his work anew. Very soon, a
member of his tribe stopped by to offer some advice, but this time the
young, brave was ready.
“See that canoe over there” he
asked, pointing to the useless craft on the beach. “That is everybody’s
canoe.” Then he nodded at the work in progress “This one,” he said “is my
Kind of reminds me of the old
joke that a Camel is horse designed by a committee. CD