The Three Little Pigs - English

Hello. My name is a little pig, and I have two brothers who look just like me. We lived in a cozy little home with our mother, but one sunny morning, she told us it was time to go out into the big, wide world. We were old enough to build our very own houses. She gave us each a big hug and said, 'Be careful, my little ones, for a Big Bad Wolf roams the woods.' We promised to be clever and safe. This is the story of The Three Little Pigs.

My first brother wanted to play, so he built his house very fast with soft, yellow straw. Soon, the Big Bad Wolf came by. 'Little pig, little pig, let me come in,' he growled. 'Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin,' my brother squeaked. So the wolf huffed and he puffed and he blew the straw house down. My second brother built his house with sticks he found on the ground. The wolf came and huffed and puffed and blew that house down, too. I knew I had to be smart. I decided to take my time and build my house with strong, red bricks. I worked very hard. When the wolf came to my door, he huffed and he puffed with all his might, but my house stood strong. He could not blow it down.

The Big Bad Wolf huffed and puffed until he had no puffs left. He was so tired that he gave up and ran far away into the woods, and he never came back. My two brothers were so happy. They came to live with me in my strong brick house where we were all safe and sound together. We learned that day that it is always best to work hard and build things to last. People still tell this story to remember that being patient and clever is the best way to stay safe and happy. And we all lived together in the little brick house that kept us safe.