ththe crow and the pitcher
one hot, dry and sunny day, crow could find nothing at all to drink. he was dying of thirst when he came upon a pitcher. the pitcher had once been full but now only some water remained at the bottom. crow looked about. he saw that the ground was covered with several of all shapes and sizes on the grass. an idea came to him. he dropped one, two, three pebbles into the pither. the water rose a few beak into the pitcher and started to drink. at last, crow was on longer thirsty.