2 The thirsty crow

Chapter 2 The thirsty crow One hot summer, a thirsty crow was searching for something to drink. It hadn't rained for weeks and he was beginning to give up hope.

Then in the distance he spied a pot on someone's windowsill. He flew over to take a closer look. Please let there be some water inside. He could see water, but he couldn't reach it. Now he felt even more thirsty. How will I ever drink that?

"Maybe I could break the pot..." he thought. But his beak wouldn't crack the hard clay. "If I could just knock the pot over... He pushed with all his weight but the pot wouldn't budge.

The crow felt very sorry for himself... until he had an idea. He flew to a pile of pebbles, picked them up one by one and dropped them into the pot. Each pebble pushed the water up a little higher, until the crow could finally take a sip.

The cold water tasted wonderful and the crow congratulated himself on being so clever. And the moral is... Try hard enough and you'll get what you want.