"The Thirsty Crow"
by
Nudrat Pakistan

Once a crow was very thirsty. He flew here and there in searchí of water .He saw a pitcher in garden. But the water was at its bottom. He saw a heap of pebbles lying there. He picked up the pebbles and dropped them into the pitcher. The water rose so high that it came within his reach. He quenched His thirst and flew away.

 

  

The End


Story teller: Nudrat, age 8, Pakistan

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