Chieftain Buroogu was resting when two men came to his hut. “Chief,” one of them said, “we must go farther and farther to find any game or fruit.” “True,” said the other, “we need to move our huts soon.” Buroogu stood up: “Which way should we move our huts?” “South,” said the first man. “North,” said the other. “I understand,” said the chieftain, “come back to me when you agree which way to move our huts.” They nodded and left, but they did not come back. After a while, the chieftain got the whole tribe together. “Listen,” he said when everyone calmed down, “I hear that some among you want us to move our huts.” There was loud agreement from all the assembled. “Which way should we move them?” he asked. “East,” yelled one. “West,” yelled another. South and north followed at once. Everyone was pointing every which way. In the end, the whole tribe started laughing. “I understand,” Buroogu joined the laughter, “let’s dance to not moving our huts any time soon!” And the drums kicked in without any further ado. There was much merriment that day.