A Thirsty Crow
It
was a hot summer day. A crow was very thirsty. He flew from one place to
another in search of water. But there was not a drop of water anywhere. All the
ponds and ditches had dried up. The crow flew a long distance and was tired.
Suddenly he saw a pitcher under a tree. The crow flew down and sat on the
pitcher. He looked into the pitcher. The pitcher had a little water. But the
crow could not reach it. He looked around and saw some pebbles. He picked up
the pebbles one by one with his beak. He dropped them into the pitcher. Soon
the water came up to the mouth of the pitcher. The crow drank the water and
flew away happily.
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