Skipping Stones

A negro was travelling in china. In a remote village, he came upon an elderly chinaman skipping stones across a lake. At each bounce of the stone off the water, the mountains surrounding the lake echoed back:

- CHING... CHANG... CHUN...

The negro was amazed. He asked the chinaman what was going on.

- Oh - said the chinee - magic spirit of the lake echo back the names of your ancient ancestors as your stone skip upon the sacred waters.

- Wow - said the negro - can I try it?

- Certainly - replied the chinaman.

The negro picked up the biggest stone he could find, and gave it a mighty heave across the waters...and as it skipped across the waters, the mountains echoed back:

- CHIM... PAN... ZEE....