short-story – Deb Hawken

The Old Woman and the Cracked Pot

I just heard the most charming story which goes like this… An elderly villager walked to the river every morning and filled her water pots. One pot was smooth, perfect, the other was cracked. By the time she reached the village the cracked pot was half empty. One day the cracked pot told her howContinueContinue reading “The Old Woman and the Cracked Pot”