Okay, as I said before, I generally always make something for folks during Christmas. This year I have decided to hand out rocks. y wife collects stones for her jewelry making. We bought a bag of larger stones that make good necklaces, they are polished and have an assortment of colors, shapes and sizes.
When I told my wife I needed them for Christmas presents the kids just melted. They just know they are getting rocks for Christmas. But what they don’t know is how. I take three sticks and make a tripod fastened together securely and from them will hang this stone by a string (in the center of the three sticks.
It is an Indian weather rock. Leave this outside and if you want to know what the weather is like, simply look at it. If the rock is wet, it is raining. If the rock is white, it is snowing. If the rock is shining the sun is shining. If the rock is swinging it is windy.
How They Forecast a Cold Winter
One day in early September the chief of a Native American tribe was asked by his tribal elders if the winter of 2011/12 was going to be cold or mild. The chief asked his medicine man, but he too had lost touch with the reading signs from the natural world around the Great Lakes.
‘Yes, it is going to be a cold winter,’ the meteorological officer told the chief. Consequently, he went back to his tribe and told the men to collect plenty of firewood.
A fortnight later the chief called the Weather Service and asked for an update. ‘Are you still forecasting a cold winter?’ he asked.
‘Yes, very cold’, the weather officer told him.
As a result of this brief conversation the chief went back to the tribe and told his people to collect every bit of wood they could find.
A month later the chief called the National Weather Service once more and asked about the coming winter. ‘Yes,’ he was told, ‘it is going to be one of the coldest winters ever.’
‘How can you be so sure?’ the chief asked.
The weatherman replied: ‘Because the Native Americans of the Great Lakes are collecting wood like crazy.’
Sarah new young bride calls her mother in tears. She sobs, ‘Richard doesn’t appreciate what I do for him.’
‘Now, now,’ her mother comforted, ‘I am sure it was all just a misunderstanding.’
‘No, mother, you don’t understand. I bought a frozen turkey roll and he yelled and screamed at me about the price.’
‘Well, the nerve of that lousy cheapskate,’ says her mum. ‘Those turkey rolls are only a few dollars.’
‘No, mother it wasn’t the price of the turkey. It was the airplane ticket.’ “Airplane ticket….” What did you need an airplane ticket for?’
‘Well mother, when I went to fix it, I looked at the directions on the package and it said: “Prepare from a frozen state,” so I flew to Alaska.’
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