COMIC RELIEF

Weather predictionIt 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.”Optimist vs pessimist A family had twin boys whose only resemblance to each other was their looks. If one felt it was too hot, the other thought it was too cold. If one said the TV was too loud, the other claimed the volume needed to be turned up. Opposite in every way, one was an eternal optimist, the other a doom and gloom pessimist. Just to see what would happen on the twins’ birthday, their father loaded the pessimist’s room with every imaginable toy and game. The optimist’s room was loaded with horse manure.That night the father passed by the pessimist’s room and found him sitting with his new gifts crying bitterly.“Why are you crying?” the father asked.“Because my friends will be jealous, I’ll have to read all these instructions before I can do anything with this stuff, I’ll constantly need batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken.” answered the pessimist twin.Passing the optimist twin’s room, the father found him dancing in joy. “What are you so happy about?” he asked.To which the optimist twin replied, “There’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!” Compiled by Usama Rasheed

from The News International - US http://bit.ly/2ZOgsaX