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The Three Little Pigs

The story of The 3 Little Pigs featured here has been adapted from different sources and from childhood memory. The primary sources are English Fairy Tales, retold by Flora Annie Steel (1922) with illustrations by L. Leslie Brooke from the 1904 version. This story is featured in our Favorite Fairy Tales and Children'southward Stories.

An illustration for the story The Three Little Pigs by the author

Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three footling pigs and not enough food to feed them. So when they were quondam enough, she sent them out into the world to seek their fortunes.

The starting time little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he congenital his house out of straw. The 2d little pig worked a piffling bit harder but he was somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. And then, they sang and danced and played together the remainder of the day.

The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. Information technology looked similar information technology could withstand the strongest winds.

The next solar day, a wolf happened to laissez passer by the lane where the three picayune pigs lived; and he saw the harbinger house, and he smelled the sus scrofa inside. He thought the hog would make a mighty fine repast and his oral cavity began to h2o.

So he knocked on the door and said:

          Little pig! Little pig!   Permit me in! Let me in!

Merely the footling hog saw the wolf'southward large paws through the keyhole, and so he answered back:

          No! No! No!    Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!

Three Little Pigs straw house So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

          And then I'll huff    and I'll puff    and I'll blow your business firm downwards.

So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf opened his jaws very wide and bit downwardly as hard as he could, merely the start footling squealer escaped and ran abroad to hide with the 2nd lilliputian pig.

The wolf continued down the lane and he passed by the second house made of sticks; and he saw the house, and he smelled the pigs within, and his mouth began to water as he thought well-nigh the fine dinner they would make.

So he knocked on the door and said:

          Little pigs! Little pigs!   Let me in! Let me in!

But the picayune pigs saw the wolf's pointy ears through the keyhole, so they answered back:

          No! No! No!   Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!

So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

          Then I'll huff    and I'll puff    and I'll blow your firm down!

So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf was greedy and he tried to catch both pigs at one time, but he was too greedy and got neither! His large jaws clamped down on nothing but air and the two little pigs scrambled away every bit fast as their little hooves would carry them.

The wolf chased them downwardly the lane and he virtually caught them. But they made information technology to the brick house and slammed the door closed before the wolf could grab them. The three footling pigs they were very frightened, they knew the wolf wanted to eat them. And that was very, very truthful. The wolf hadn't eaten all day and he had worked upward a large appetite chasing the pigs around and now he could smell all 3 of them inside and he knew that the 3 little pigs would make a lovely banquet.

Three Little Pigs brick house

So the wolf knocked on the door and said:

          Little pigs! Piddling pigs!   Let me in! Let me in!

But the little pigs saw the wolf'southward narrow eyes through the keyhole, so they answered back:

          No! No! No!    Non by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!

And then the wolf showed his teeth and said:

          Then I'll huff    and I'll puff    and I'll accident your firm downwardly.

Well! he huffed and he puffed. He puffed and he huffed. And he huffed, huffed, and he puffed, puffed; merely he could non accident the business firm downward. At concluding, he was so out of breath that he couldn't huff and he couldn't puff anymore. So he stopped to balance and idea a flake.

But this was also much. The wolf danced nigh with rage and swore he would come downwards the chimney and consume up the little sus scrofa for his supper. But while he was climbing on to the roof the little pig fabricated up a blazing burn down and put on a big pot full of water to boil. And so, simply as the wolf was coming down the chimney, the little piggy pulled off the lid, and plop! in fell the wolf into the scalding h2o.

So the trivial piggy put on the comprehend again, boiled the wolf up, and the three niggling pigs ate him for supper.

Three Little Pigs wolf into pot

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