Culture shock- True story

There once was a old married couple of natives that lived on a beautiful small island nation in the South Pacific. The man was a respected elder in the community. He was still healthy and strong, but his skin was dark and leathery from years in the sun and his hair was white like wool and also wild. The wife wore colorful moo-moo style dresses and wore her hair short and curly like most grandmothers her age. She liked to attend church regularly and would help with various church functions. This was back in the 60's and the country was still developing and although it was largely Americanized, there were still bits of native culture that hung around. Most of the time their world was modern though, save for a few ceremonies or festivals. One day the wife headed to a church function to help the women prepare food ahead of time. The husband decided to join her later when the event would actually start. The event starts and people start going through line to get food. Eventually, after people had been sitting, eating, and talking for a few minutes, the old man walks in. The room falls silent. His presence instantly catches their eye. The food practically falls out of their mouth as they see what he is wearing. He was wearing a traditional red loincloth on bottom and, of all things, a big wool sweater on top! The loincloth leaves hardly anything to the imagination and the people sitting down to eat tried not to burst out laughing as this elderly man, with most of his butt cheeks exposed, shuffles through the food line filling his plate. When he has a full plate, he walks over to sit next to wife who is glaring at him. When he sits down she gets right up to his ear and hisses at him, "Why on earth are you wearing that?!" He takes a bite and with a mouth full of rice replies, "What? I was cold."