The Thirsty Crow
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| The Thirsty Crow |
A thirsty crow flew about in search of water. It tried its best to find some water but in vain. It felt very sad.
At last it came to a garden. There it saw a jug. There was a little water in it. Its beak could not reach it.
It was a clever crow. It gathered some pebbles. It dropped them into the jug one by one. The water came up. It drank the water and flew away.
Moral : Necessity is the mother of invention.