20/07/2025
The Thirsty Crow.
One hot summer afternoon, a tired and thirsty crow flew over a village in search of water. The sun blazed overhead, and the ground below was dry and cracked. The crow’s throat was parched, and it had flown for miles without finding a single drop to drink.
Finally, the crow spotted a clay pot lying under a tree. It quickly flew down and peeked inside. There was water at the bottom—but only a little. The crow tried to reach it with its beak, but the water was too low.
The crow sat beside the pot, thinking hard. Then, it had an idea.
It looked around and saw small stones scattered nearby. The clever crow picked up a stone with its beak and dropped it into the pot. Then another, and another. Slowly, the water began to rise.
The crow kept dropping stones until the water came up near the rim. At last, it dipped its beak and drank the cool water happily.
With its thirst quenched, the crow flew away, feeling proud and refreshed.
Moral: "Where there’s a will, there’s a way".
