“Once there was a crow. It was very thirsty. It flew here and there but could not find any water. At last it reached a garden. He saw a jug. The water was very low in the jug. Its beak could not reach the water. He saw some pieces of stones. He put some pieces of stones in the jug. The crow drank it and flew away.
Moral: Necessity is the mother of invention.
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
The clever crow
Hi friends. Do you like to hear a story about the The clever crow ??????????
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