A noisy, boastful crow was strutting around a lake, loudly bragging to everyone about his flying skills. 'I can fly in loops, dive in zig-zags, swoop upside down, and perform twenty different acrobatic tricks in the sky!' he cawed arrogantly, looking down at a graceful white swan gliding peacefully on the water. 'Can you do all those tricks, Mr. Swan?' The swan smiled calmly and replied, 'No, I only know one way to fly, but it takes me soaring across vast blue oceans, snowy mountains, and tranquil skies.' Just then, a sudden, fierce coastal storm blew in with raging winds and heavy rain. The crow tried his fancy loops and tricks, but the violent winds tossed him around wildly until he was exhausted and begged for shelter. Meanwhile, the swan simply spread his wings and flew steadily, effortlessly crossing the storm to safety.