There was this Native American boy who was
confused so this is what he
asked his mother:
Mom, why is my brother's name Windstorm?
She answered: Because he was conceived during
a wind storm.
Well, why is my sister's name Moon-shine? She
answered again: Because she
was conceived when
the moon was shining.
The poor little boy looked sad and confused.
His mother said, ''Why
are you so sad and confused