Message-ID: <14557072.1075840526875.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2002 08:02:43 -0800 (PST) From: chris.germany@enron.com To: trogg522@aol.com Subject: FW: A Very Cold Winter... Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Germany, Chris X-To: 'trogg522@aol.com' X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \ExMerge - Germany, Chris\Sent Items X-Origin: GERMANY-C X-FileName: chris germany 6-25-02.pst > > A Very Cold Winter... > > > > It was autumn, and the Indians on the remote reservation asked their new > > Chief if the winter was going to be cold or mild. > > > > > > Since he was an Indian Chief in a modern society, he had never been > > taught the old secrets, and when he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell > > what the weather was going to be. > > > > > > Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he replied to his tribe that the > > winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village > > should collect wood to be prepared. > > > > > > But also being a practical leader, after several days he got an idea. He > > went to the 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 indeed," the > > Meteorologist at the weather service responded. > > > > > > So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more > > wood in order to be prepared. > > > > > > One week later he called the National Weather Service again. "Is it > > going to be a very cold winter?" he asked. > > > > > > "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 wood they could find. > > > > > > Two weeks later he called the National Weather Service again. "Are you > > absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?" > > > > > > "Absolutely," the man replied. "It looks like it's 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." > >