The Three Little Pigs
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. During the summer, when they were nearly grown, they decided to leave their mother and father and go off to see the world. They wandered through fields, along streams, and out into the forest. For the rest of the summer they spent their days playing, laughing, and eating wild berries, mushrooms, and just having the most fun they could.
Autumn was fast approaching, and the nights were getting colder and longer, and the three little pigs began to realize they needed a home. When they talked about what to do, all they did was argue.
The laziest little pig said, "It's simple, we can build a house out of straw, it will only take a few hours". The second little pig decided a house made of wood may take a little longer to build, but it would be much stronger than straw, and would surely last them the winter. Then the third little pig said, "We should build a house made of stone, it will take longer, and be much harder work, but the house will be strong enough to stand up to the wind, the rain, the snow - - and don't forget about the wolf".
For days all they did was argue. So, the three little pigs finally decided they would each build their own home, one of straw, one of wood, and one made of stone. The nights and days were getting colder, and winter would soon be here.
The first little pig gathered up piles of straw. In only a few short hours he had tied the straw together to make a nice little house of straw. When he was done, he suggested the other two pig do the same, so they could all spend more time playing and laughing outdoors before the winter came.
The second little pig chopped down some trees and sawed them into planks of wood. Within a few days he had chopped, and sawed, and hammered together a nice little house made of wooden planks. When he was done, he did go and play with the other little pig, but made fun of him for having built a house of straw.
The third little pig spent weeks gathering up stones. He carried and pushed and dragged and lifted the stones, working from sun up 'til sun down to build a fine house - - with a fireplace and chimney. He would be safe and warm this winter he thought, watching as the other two little pigs played and laughed and teased him for being so serious all the time. It took him nearly two months, but the third little pig finally finished building his house of stone.
One night the wolf, who was cold and hungry, came upon the first little pig's straw house...
Knocking on the door, the wolf growled, "Little pig, little pig, let me in!" "Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!", cried the first little pig. "Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in", growled the wolf even louder.
And the wolf huffed, and he puffed, and with a single breath, blew the little pigs straw house apart. With straw flying everywhere, the little pig had a chance, and ran off to the second little pig's wooden house. When he got there he begged, "Please, let me in, the wolf blew down my house and wants to eat me". In he went, both pigs trembling as they knew the wolf would soon be there.
The wolf arrived within moments at the second little pig's house, and knocked on the door. "Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!" he bellowed. "Not by the hairs of our chinny-chin-chins!", the two little pigs screamed. "Then I will huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in", the wolf shouted.
And the wolf huffed, and he puffed, and blew the little pigs wooden house apart. With wood falling everywhere, the little pigs saw their chance, and ran off to the third little pig's stone house. When they got there they pleaded and begged, "Please, please let us in, the wolf has blown down our houses and wants to eat us". In they went, both pigs scared and tired, and they both knew that soon the wolf would find them again.
The third little pig lit a fire in the fire place, and they crowded arounf the fireplace, shivering with the fear of knowing the wolf would soon be at the door. Soon the wolf pounded on the door, screaming and hollering, and yelling "Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!" "Not by the hairs of our chinny-chin-chins!", the three little pigs shouted out. "Then I will huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in", the wolf shouted. He huffed, and he puffed as hard as he could, but he just could not blow it down! So, he climbed up onto the roof, and tried to go down the chimney. Hot ashes nearly set his tail on fire, and he ran off into the woods, looking for an easier meal.
The little pig who had built a house of straw, and the one who had built a house of wood both complimented the third little pig on his fine house of stone, with its fireplace and chimney, then all three little pigs fell fast asleep by the warm fire.
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