The Crow and the Pitcher
A crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a pitcher which had once been full of water.
The crow put its beak into the mouth of the pitcher and found that very little water was left in it and she couldn’t reach down far enough to drink.
She tried repeatedly and gave up, in despair.
Suddenly, a thought came to her, and she picked up a pebble and dropped it into the neck of the pitcher.
She took another pebble, and another and another still, and dropped them into the pitcher.
At last, she saw the water mounting up near her, and casting a few more pebbles, she was able to quench her thirst and save her life.
As told by Aesop, abridged by Darylann Campbell
The Crow & The Pebble 
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A sample of my second blog featuring art, artfulness, creative pursuits
Always loved Aesop fables! For some reason, the one that always stayed with me is the fox offering the grass to the horse. Ever read that one?
I believe it’s about the horse turning down the grass, because the wolf being untrustworthy in the past, is untrustworthy now?
Yep! I duno why it’s stayed with me! I always loved the Crow and the Pebble! Such a smart animal really!
I always tell everyone that crows can read. Ever see them pulling food out of fast food bags? I swear, they know which comes from which fast food place… I guess they’re not too smart, as that food is bad, bad, bad…
The Crow and the Pebble reminds me of myself, so it’s my feature article, “About Me.” 😀
Yea! Aesop!
🙂
I remember this story from childhood. Ravens/Crows are highly intelligent birds.
That seems like a fable! 😉
‘Tis and the moral – I apply to myself. 🙂
It is a tragedy that not writing from Aesop survived. Nice Fable.
Thanks for the memory nudge!
It’s a beautiful thing!
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