The Algonquian tell this story:
Glooscap was a mighty warrior. He was the tallest and broadest young man of his tribe, with the swiftest feet and the strongest arms. He could hunt any animal, and defeat in combat any young man that challenged him. Everyone treated him with deference; and as a result he became proud and arrogant.
One day an old woman said to him: There is one person whose respect you can never win: Who's that?' Glooscap asked. 'My grandson; the old woman said. She led him to her tipi, where a baby was sitting on ground, and sucking a piece of maple sugar.
Glooscap was unmarried, so he was ignorant as to how children are managed. But with perfect confidence he smiled at the little boy, and asked him to come to him. The baby looked glumly at him, and refused to move. Then Glooscap imitated a beautiful birdsong; but the baby paid no attention, and continued to suck the maple sugar.
Glooscap's patience snapped. At the top of his voice he ordered the baby to come to him. The baby burst into loud howls that drowned out even Glooscap's shouting. Glooscap threatened to beat the little boy if he did not obey; but the little boy howled even louder.
So Glooscap calmed down; and after several minutes the baby stopped howling. Glosscap started to sing, and gradually the little boy's face creased into a smile. Glooscap was so enthralled by the smile that he continued to sing for the rest of the day. When the sun set, the old woman said quietly: “You have not won his respect; he has won yours.”

Algonquian