Once upon time, in a small village, there was a man who still used to be a hunter. Actually, he was a bad and fearful hunter, an amuteur one. He does not wanted people to seem him like that, though, and instead to be a modest man, he usually boasted of being a bold man and a very good hunter. One day, he decided to go out to a hunting, but this time to a kind of different place. He, by the time, did not know anything about this new hunting place. In the way to the hunting, other people asked him where the hunting was going to be, then he told them about the place. That people warned him to do not go in there becouse he probably was going to run into a jaguar there, in that place there was a lot of them.

-Man, don't go there, there are so many jaguars in there -  People sad.

The man did not listen to them. He even though went to the hunting in the forest.

He sad: I am bold, I am not scared about the jaguars.

In the forest, when he achieve the right place, soon he run into a jaguar. He loocked at the jaguar, the jaguar loocked at him. Then he started to wave his legs, and to be really in panic. He fell down on the ground above his knees closed his eyes and stated wondering:

-What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? Oh gosh! Oh gosh! Oh gosh... Ok, Ok, I already know, I'm gonna pray, "From the Ipiranga, the placid banks... (lyrics from Brazilian National Anthem)", Oh my gosh that's not a pray...Hurry up man, Think! Think!...Ok, Ok, I know another one "Our Father in the heveans, hallowed....". Suddenly, he felt something close to his left side, somethig was going weard. He stoped to pray and slowly opened his left eye to see what was going on. Then he saw the jaguar, just like him, on its knees, praying!!! Astonished he asked a question to the jaguar:

-Jaguar, what are you doing?

The Jaguar answered:

-Just thanking godness for daily bread.