The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time there were three little pigs that lived with their Mommy pig and their Daddy pig.  And one day they were all grown up, so it was time for them to move out, build their own houses, and live on their own.  

The first pig was lazy and impatient, so he built his house out of straw.  It wasn’t a very sturdy house, but it was quick and easy to build, so that’s what he did.

The second pig was a little more hard-working and a little more patient, so he built his house out of sticks.  The house was kind of sturdy, and it took a little bit longer to build.

The third pig was very hardworking and very patient, so he built his house out of bricks.  It was hard work, and it took a long time, but when the house was finished, it was strong.

And the three pigs each lived in the houses that they built.

Then one day, the Big Bad Wolf came to town.  Growl!  And he was hungry for some pigs! First he went to the house made out of straw, and he knocked on the door, knock knock knock.  And he said, “Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”

“Not by the hair of my chinny-chin chin!”

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!”

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the house in, and he was about to eat that little pig, but before he could catch him, the pig ran to his brother’s house made out of sticks, ran inside, and locked the door.

But the Big Bad Wolf chased after him, and when he got to the house made out of sticks, he knocked on the door, knock knock knock.  And he said, “Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!”

“Not by the hair of our chinny-chin chins!”

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!”

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the house in, and he was about to eat those two little pigs, but before he could catch them, they ran away to their brother’s house made out of bricks, ran inside and locked the door.

But the Big Bad Wolf chased after them, and when he got to the house made out of bricks, he knocked on the door, knock knock knock.  And he said, “Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!”

“Not by the hair of our chinny-chin chins!”

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!”

So he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, but he couldn’t  blow the house in.  Do you know why?  Because it was made out of bricks.

But the wolf really really wanted to eat those pigs, so he stopped for a minute, caught his breath, and looked around.  “Hmmm,” he thought.  “These pigs won’t open the door, and I can’t blow the house in, but boy am I hungry!  What should I do?”  

And then he looked up on the roof, and he saw a chimney, and he got an idea.  He would climb up on the roof and crawl down into the house through the chimney.  So that’s what he did.  He got up on the roof and he started crawling down the chimney.  

And as he crawled, he made this sound, “Scritch, scritch, scritch, scritch” and the three little pigs heard the wolf, and they said, “Oh no!  What do we do?”  And one of the pigs said, “I know, let’s start a fire in the fireplace, so that when the wolf comes down, he’ll burn.”  So that’s what they did.  

When the wolf came down, he landed in the fire, and he got burned really bad, and he screamed, “Yeeooow!” and he crawled back up the chimney, jumped off of the house, ran all the way out of town, and never came back again.

And the moral of the story is, when you build a house, build it out of bricks.