THE CROW'S JUG!
In the hot sun flew a thirsty crow,
A jug of water gleamed below.
Down she flew and promptly landed,
"Ah!" She said, with wings expanded.
Into the jug she dipped her beak,
But the jug stopped her little cheek!
The water was too low for her to reach.
Ah! The thirst, she wanted to screech!
She wacked the jug with her beak!
It didn't budge, it didn't leak.
She sat down tired and annoyed.
Hmmm, did the jug laugh …overjoyed?
“Hah! I have it, I have it!”, she screamed!
The water in the jug gleamed.
A pebble she took in her beak!
And dropped it into the jug with a peek.
Plop!! said the water with a giggle!
And the water came up with a wiggle!
As more pebbles filled the cup,
The water level came slowly up.
“Now”, she said as she dipped her beak.
Cool, fresh water touched her cheek.
This story was all about grit or the art of persisting till a solution can be found. Have you tried to be a problem solver lately? Does it get annoying when the solution is not easy?
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