It was the month of June. The weather was scorching hot and everyone was indoors. No one wanted to go out. A crow was flying in the forest looking for shelter. He was very thirsty and started looking for water but he could not find any. All the lakes and ponds had dried up. Even the river was dry. The crow was about to fall down dead when he saw a pot of water under a tree. The crow felt a surge of energy and flew towards the pot. He peeped inside the pot and to his horror he saw that the level of water was too low for him to reach. He felt like crying but did not give up. He thought of a plan and started collecting small pebbles and putting them in the pot. Slowly the water started rising and the crow could reach it. He drank the water and flew away happily.