[There was] a warrior who had a fine stallion. Everyone said how lucky
he was to have such a horse.
"Maybe" he said.
One day the stallion ran off. The people said the warrior was unlucky.
"Maybe" he said.
The next day the stallion returned, leading a string of fine ponies.
The people said it was very lucky.
"Maybe" the warrior said.
Later, the warrior's son was thrown from one of the ponies and broke
his leg. The people said it was unlucky.
"Maybe" the warrior said.
The next week, the chief lead a war party against another tribe. Many
young men were killed. But, because of his broken leg, the warrior's
son was left behind, and so was spared.
as told by Marilyn Whirlwind on Northern Exposure
