An elderly woman lived on a small farm in Canada, just yards
away from the North Dakota border. Their land had been the
subject of a minor dispute between the United States and Canada
for years. The now widowed woman, lived on the farm with her son
and three grandchildren.
One day, her son came into her room holding a letter.
"I just got some news, Mom," he said.
"The government has come to an agreement with the people in
North Dakota. They've decided that our land is really part of
the United States. We have the right to approve or disapprove of
the agreement. What do you think?"
"What do I think?" his mother said.
"Sign it! Call them right now and tell them we accept. I don't
think I could stand another one of those Canadian winters!"
away from the North Dakota border. Their land had been the
subject of a minor dispute between the United States and Canada
for years. The now widowed woman, lived on the farm with her son
and three grandchildren.
One day, her son came into her room holding a letter.
"I just got some news, Mom," he said.
"The government has come to an agreement with the people in
North Dakota. They've decided that our land is really part of
the United States. We have the right to approve or disapprove of
the agreement. What do you think?"
"What do I think?" his mother said.
"Sign it! Call them right now and tell them we accept. I don't
think I could stand another one of those Canadian winters!"