Fox and Crow
by Grace Fahey
illustrated by
Beth Foster Wiggins
Crow sat high up in a tree.
She was looking for food.
A boy dropped some cheese on
the ground down below. As soon
as the boy left, Crow flew down to
the cheese. She grabbed it in her
beak and flew back up.
That is when Fox saw Crow.
Fox was very hungry and very
tricky. Fox wanted Crow’s cheese.
So Fox decided to call out to
Crow. When Crow called back,
the cheese would fall from her
beak. Then Fox would eat it.
“Hello, Crow,” called Fox.
Crow said nothing.
Fox said, “It is a very nice day.”
Crow still said nothing. She
knew that she would drop the
cheese if she talked back.
“Maybe you can’t hear me,
Crow,” said Fox. “Maybe I am too
far away. I will come closer.”
Fox stood right under Crow.
Crow thought, “Every fox I know
is tricky. I do not trust this fox.”
Then Fox tried something new.
He said, “Crow, you are very
pretty! I have never seen a more
beautiful crow!”
Crow was surprised. She had
never heard a fox be nice.
Fox said, “I admire the beauty
of your feathers and your tail.
They are so shiny!”
Crow smiled but still said
nothing.
Then Fox said, “Such a pretty
bird must be able to sing.”
Fox added, “Would you sing
for me? I would love to hear your
pretty voice!”
No one had ever asked Crow
to sing before. She felt happy and
proud. So she opened her mouth
and started a loud song.
“CAW! CAW!” she screeched.
When Crow began to sing,
the cheese fell from her beak.
That was just what Fox had been
waiting for! Fox grabbed the
cheese and ran away.
Crow had been tricked.
“I am so foolish!” said Crow.
“Fox did not admire my
feathers or my tail or my voice.
He just wanted my cheese.”
Crow looked for more food.
Her belly was still empty. But she
was much wiser.