With a puzzled look on his face an Indian boy asked, "Say, mom, why is my bigger brother named Mighty Storm?" She told him, because he was conceived during a mighty storm.
Then he asked, "Why is my sister named Cornflower?" She replied, "Well, your father and I were in a cornfield when we made her.
"And why is my older sister called Moonchild?" The mother said, "We were watching the moon while she was conceived."
Mother Indian paused and asked her son, "Tell me, Torn Rubber, why are you so curious?"
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