scoops, being a part of his legs, scoop up water out of the sand and to give him more fresh air just when he needs it most. You know you breathe harder when you are walking or running than when you are sitting still. Nature has that way of making one part serve another. When the crawfish learns the lesson from his leg scoops, that it is best to serve one another and not fight one another, he is much happier.
And he helps to make others happy—which is the best part of it all, not only for them but for himself. It is even more blessed to give than to receive. For the happiest people are those who make others happy.
Mr. Crawfish has learned the joy of making others happy by the time he gets to be a bird—say a pigeon or a robin—with a mate and little ones, and other birds to sing to.
Well meet Mr. Crawfish again when he gets to be a bird.
And we'll know him, too—in spite of his feathers and wings— see if we don't!
