I read another account a while back of a journalist who went up to Alaska to write a story about life up there.
He ended up walking back to town, and came across two dirt poor looking urchins who were playing with some cans they had put rocks in, kicking them up the trail, playing catch back and forth with them, throwing them as high as they could in the air and catching them.
The journalist was really impressed by this, and told the kids that down where he lives, kids have more money and spend their days playing video games and such, but up here, even though they didn’t have money, they found the humble means to have a good time with no money, even if it mean making toys out of cans and rocks, and he thought that was special.
The two kids looked at him as if he were an idiot, and one of them said “What do you mean? These are our “bear cans” to make noise so we don’t surprise the bears. My mom and dad would give me a whipping if I didn’t have it! Where’s yours? Don’t you have one?”
The guy said no...then asked if he could borrow one of theirs, and the kids both said “No way!”
LOL!
I wouldn’t have admitted that if I were the journalist.