A Thirsty Crow spied a Pitcher, and flew
to it to see if there
was any water in it.
When she looked in, she saw that there
was water, but that it was so far from the
top that she could not reach it, though she
stretched her neck as far as she could.
She stopped, and thought to herself, "How
shall I get that water? I need it, and there
must be some way." Just then she saw some
pebbles lying on the ground; and, picking
them up in her beak, she dropped
them one
by one into the pitcher.
They sank to the bottom; and at last the
water was pushed up by them to the top so
that the Crow could easily drink it.
"Where there's a will, there's a way," said
the Crow.
Learn from this Fable, my dear child,
to
use your bright wits.
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