Completing Story: A Thirsty Crow and a Jar with Little Water

Completing Story a Thirsty Crow: Once upon a time, a crow became very thirsty. It was summer and the weather was very hot. There was little water in that place. The crow flew here and there looking for water. But it could not find water anywhere.  It seems that it was about to die for the thirst of water. But it did not lose heart…

A Thirsty Crow Story

The crow and the pitcher short story

Thirsty Crow Story in English: Once upon a time, a crow became very thirsty. It was summer and the weather was very hot. There was little water in that place. The crow flew here and there looking for water. But it could not find water anywhere.  It seems that it was about to die for the thirst of water. But it did not lose heart.

The crow continued its search and found a pitcher to drink water. But there was a little water at the bottom of the pitcher. The crow tried to drink but failed. The water level was too far for the crow’s beak to reach. It tried to find out a good plan. At once it hit upon a plan. It picked up stones one by one and dropped them into the pitcher.

After dropping a number of stones, the water level in the jar roses high enough to reach. Then, the crow drank water. Thus the crow saved his life by the use of his wisdom.

WHERE THERE IS A WILL THERE IS A WAY

NECESSITY IS THE MOTHER OF INVENTION: It was a hot day in summer. There was, scorching heat of the scan. On that day a crow became very thirsty. It wanted to drink but there was no water around it. So, it began to fly and took for water. It flew on and on in search of water but in vain.

Then it took a rest as it was tired. After that, it started flying in search of water for the second time. All on a sudden, it found a jar in a field. Its joys knew no bounds seeing the jar. So, it flew down near the jar. When it peeped into the jar, to its surprise it found a little water at the bottom of the jar. It tried heart and soul to reach the water level but failed because the neck of the jar Was too narrow for the crow to enter into it.

Then it thought it had to leave the place without drinking. When it was about to leave the place, a new plan came to his mind. It found some pebbles scattered around the jar. It picked the pebbles one after another into the jar. As a result, the water level of the jar rose up.

When the water came near its reach, it drank it and quenched its thirst and flew away. From the above story, we can clearly say that where there is a will; there is a way.