When Chieftain Buroogu came out of his hut, he found two boys waiting for him. “Good morning,” he saluted them cheerfully. “Good morning, chief,” said one of the boys. “Chieftain,” corrected him the other. “What can I do for you?” Buroogu chuckled. “People say you’re very strong,” said one boy seriously. “And that you can hit a tree with a stone from a great distance,” added the other with a cautious smile. “Can you show us how?” jumped in the first boy. “Come with me,” Buroogu ordered, and they followed him to the river. “Here,” he picked a large pebble from the water. The boys picked smaller pebbles. “See that tree on the other side?” he pointed. The boys nodded, and he hit it at once. “Now,” he pointed at a nearby bush, “it’s your turn.” Both boys missed it. “Try again,” he ordered. One of the boys hit the bush. “Excellent,” he chuckled, “now try again.” As the boys kept throwing stones, they got better and better at hitting the bush. “Try again,” he ordered. When they got tired, he put his hands on their heads. “Come to the river every day without fail and keep throwing stones till you get tired,” Buroogu grinned and waved them goodbye. The boys nodded seriously. “Thank you, chief,” both of them yelled after him and waddled back into the water in search of pebbles of the right size.