a black bird standing on top of a puddle of water

The Thirsty CrowOnce upon a scorching summer day, in a small village nestled among the lush green fields, a thirsty crow flew in search of water. The sun beat down relentlessly, and the crow's throat felt parched.Flying from tree to tree, the crow's keen eyes spotted a pitcher lying in the courtyard of a nearby house. Hope fluttered in its heart as it descended towards the pitcher, only to find it nearly empty, with just a few drops of water at the bottom.Undeterred, the clever crow refused to give up. It perched on the edge of the pitcher, peering inside. A glimmer of ingenuity sparked within its mind. With a determined beak, the crow began to drop pebbles into the pitcher, one by one.Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.Each pebble splashed into the water, causing it to rise slightly. The crow continued its task, dropping pebble after pebble, until the water level gradually reached the brim. With each drop, the crow's anticipation grew, its thirst driving it forward.Finally, after much effort, the water level rose high enou