It was then summer season. The day was very hot, when a crow became thirsty. He flied hither and thither in search of water. But he could not find water anywhere.

After some time, the crow came across a pitcher that was lying under a tree. He peeped into it, and found that there was water, but at a very low level, and it was not possi­ble for him to suck it with his beak. He was disheartened. But he did not leave the place, because the presence of water in the pitcher made him eager to drink it.

The crow’s eyes suddenly fell on a heap of pebbles which were lying under a nearby tree.

A wonderful idea came to his mind that by dropping the pebbles into the pitch­er, the level of the water could be brought to a higher level. So he began to drop the pebbles one by one into the picher; and finally, the level of the water was raised by the process, and and he drank it to his heart’s content.