Thirsty Crow A SHORT STORY

One day a crow was exceptionally parched.

He flew here and there looking for water.

He couldn’t discover the water.

He sat on a branch of a tree.

There was a pitcher under the tree.

There was some water in the pitcher.

He attempted to drink water yet the level of water was low.

He thought an arrangement.

He dropped a few rocks in the pitcher one by one.

The level of water rose up.

the crow drank the water and took off.

Moral : Where there is a will, there is a way.