WelCROOOW to Ireland !
Me encontré estos señores cuervos en el parque nacional de Killarney, en la provincia tradicional del Kerry, y al preguntarles que tal, me contaron sus ultimas aventuras que a continuación os relato (su acento era algo cerrado, así que me costó entenderles y puede que mi relato lleve unas aproximaciones):
The Fox & The Crow:
A crow was sitting on a branch of a tree with a piece of cheese in her beak when a Fox observed her and set his wits to work to discover some way of getting the cheese.
Coming and standing under the tree he looked up and said, "What a noble bird I see above me! Her beauty is without equal, the hue of her plumage exquisite. If only her voice is as sweet as her looks are fair, she ought without doubt to be Queen of the Birds."
The Crow was hugely flattered by this, and just to show the Fox that she could sing she gave a loud caw. Down came the cheese and the Fox, snatching it up, said, "You have a voice, madam, I see: what you want is wits."
Moral: DO NOT TRUST FLATTERERS
The Crow & The Pitcher:
A THIRSTY Crow found a Pitcher with some water in it, but so little was there that, try as she might, she could not reach it with her beak, and it seemed as though she would die of thirst within sight of the remedy. At last she hit upon a clever plan. She began dropping pebbles into the Pitcher, and with each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it reached the brim, and the knowing bird was enabled to quench her thirst.
Moral: Necessity is the mother of invention.
