THE CROW AND THE PITCHER
 IN a spell of dry weather, when
the Birds could find very little
to drink, a thirsty Crow found a
pitcher with a little water in it.
But the pitcher was high and had
a narrow neck, and no matter
how he tried, the Crow could not
reach the water. The poor thing
felt as if he must die of thirst.
Then an idea came to him.
Picking up some small pebbles,
he dropped them into the pitcher
one by one. With each pebble
the water rose a little higher until
at last it was near enough so he
In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.