Once there was acrow. He was feeling very thirsty. He flew about in search of water. He cought sight of a jug and flew down to it. But the water was too low to reach. He was greatly disappointed. He was about to fly away, when hr thought of a clever plan. He saw a heap of pebbles one by one. This made the water rise to the brim. He drank it to his hear’s content and flew away full of great joy.
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