The Heron

The Heron

The heron is big and beautiful. He has relish for good, big fish. It is a fine, sunny morning. He is walking by the side of the pool. There are some small fish swimming in the pool. The heron says, 'Ah! These fish are so small for me. I will not catch now. When the big ones will come, I will catch them. A long time passes. Now it is quite noon. Big fish does not come. The heron is very hungry. Now the small fish have gone away. No fish or crab is found. The heron has remain without food today. He repents for not catching the small fish in the morning. 


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