This is Austin's rendition of the story of the crow and pitcher.
It was a hot, sunny day. The crow was very thirsty. "If I don't find water soon, I'll die." Behind a bushy bush he saw a pitcher of water. He flopped down and peeked in. His beak couldn't reach the water. So he flyed off and got a pebble, and another, and another, and another, till the job was done. Then his bill could reach the water and settle his thirst.
By Austin Gillingham
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