nor cal dude
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A young Indian approaches his father, the chief of the tribe. “Father, may I ask you about something that has been heavy on my heart.” The Father says, “Of course my son. Come, sit with me”. The Son says, “Father I am curious how you chose the names you gave to your children”. “Oh, that’s simple” says the father. “When your mother delivered little papoose into my arms. I would step outside teepee and search for inspiration from Great Sprit”. “When your brother was born, I step outside and first thing I see is hawk circling high overhead. That is why your brother is called Soaring Eagle. And when your sister was born I carried her outside and first thing I see is deer running into forest. That is why your sister is called Little Swift Doe.” The Father stops to reflect turns to the boy and says, “Why do you ask, Two Dogs Humping?”
