Three Little Pigs (Story)

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. And when they were

Old enough, their mother decided it was time for them to seek

Adventure in the big, wide world. So, one sunny morning, they

Packed their clothes and some sandwiches and off they went. One day

The three little pigs happened upon a lovely woodland clearing

And each thought it was the perfect place to build their houses

"I am going to build my house from straw," said the first little

Pig. "There's lots of it, and it will take very little time."

"I am going to build my house from sticks," said the

Second little pig. "There are so many of them in

This woodland, and it will take me no time at all."

"I am going to build my house from bricks," said the

Third little pig. "It will be strong and sturdy."

His brothers laughed, as they knew the bricks would be heavy

And his house would take a long time to build. Theirs would be

Finished much sooner, and they would be free to play in the

Sunshine. So, the three little pigs started to build their houses

One day, the first little pig was in his house of

Straw, and outside appeared a big, bad wolf. The

Wolf shouted, "Little pig, little pig, let me in!"

"Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!" he replied

"Okay," said the wolf. "I'll huff, and

I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down!"

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the straw house down

The little pig was so scared, he ran to his brother's house

He told him about the wolf, and they hid under the table

Once again, the wolf shouted, "Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!"

"Not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins!" replied the little pigs

"Very well," said the wolf. "I'll huff, and

I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down!"

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the stick house down. They

Were so scared that they ran to their brother's house, the third

Little pig, and they told him about the big, bad wolf. But he wasn't

Afraid, as he knew his house was built with good, strong bricks

Once again, the big, bad wolf shouted

"Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!"

"Not by the hair on our chinny-chin-

Chins!" replied the three little pigs

So, the big, bad wolf said, "I'll huff, and

I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down!"

And he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he

Huffed, and he puffed. But the house was made of good, strong

Bricks and would not move. The three little pigs were very pleased

By now, the big, bad wolf was very cross, because no matter how

Hard he tried, he couldn't move the house. He decided to climb

Onto the roof of the brick house and sneak down the chimney. But

The little pig was too clever, and had a big pot of soup bubbling

Over the fire. As the big, bad wolf came down the chimney, he caught

His bushy tail in the bubbling pot, and gave such a scream that it

Sent him back up the chimney, and he landed outside with a thud

The big, bad wolf was so afraid of the three little pigs that he

Ran far into the woods, and from that day forward, he was never

Seen again. And the three little pigs lived happily ever after