It was a summer day and a crow became very thirsty. It went here and there in search of water but in vain. At last, it grew so thirsty that it thought that it would die. It, however, continued its search and found a jar. At once the crow flew down to obtain a drink of water. There was a little water at the bottom of the jar. It tried to drink but could not drink at all. It saw that there were some stones beside the jar. It thought for a while. A plan came into its head and it started to drop the stones into the jar one after another. At one time the water of the jar rose to the brim. The crow drank the water to its heart’s content and flew away. Thus the crow got relieved of his thirst.
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Where There Is A Will, There Is A Way
Once upon a time on a summer day, a crow became very thirsty. It flew to and for looking for water. But it could find no water anywhere. Yet the crow did not lose hope. It, however, found a jar at some distance. At once the crow flew to it but it found that there was a little water at the bottom of the jar. It thrust its beak into the jar. It could by no means reach it with its beak. But it did not lose heart. It tried to overturn the jar but failed. It was about to fly away when it saw some stones at a little distance from the jar. At once it hit upon a plan. It picked up the stones one by one and dropped them into the jar. When it had dropped a large number of stones, the water in the jar rose high enough for him to reach it. Then the crow quenched its thirst drinking water to its heart’s content.