Fable
The Crow and The Pitcher
In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds
could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little
water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how
he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must
die of thirst.
Then
an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the
pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at
last it was near enough so he could drink.
Moral
– In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.
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