Three Little Pigs

Good morning my friends, we would like to retell you about the story of Three Little Pigs. The story is like this.

Once upon a time there were three little pigs. One day they were going out to start new lives.

The first little pig met a man bring some straw, and he asked him if he might have some to build a house. The man gave him, and the little pig built a lovely house of golden straw. A big bad wolf saw the new house and thinking he would like to eat a little pig, and he called out. Then he huffed and he puffed, until the house of straw fell in, and the wolf ate the little pig for his supper that evening.

The second little pig met a man with a load of wood. The man gave him a big pile of wood. Then the little pig had built himself a house. The next evening, came the same wolf. In a wooden house, he called out, And he huffed and he puffed until the house fell in and the wolf ate the little pig for his supper.

The third little pig met a man with a cartload of bricks. He asked for the bricks, and when the man had given him some, he built himself a lovely house with the bricks. The big bad wolf came along, and called out,  the wolf huffed and he puffed, and he HUFFED and he PUFFED, and he HUFFED again and PUFFED again, but still the house, which had been so well built with bricks, did third little pig not blow in, no matter how hard the wolf tried.

The wolf think how he could trick the little pig, and he came back and called through the window of the brick house, "Little pig, there are some turnips in the farmer's field. Shall we go there tomorrow morning at six o'clock and get some?" The little pig thought this was a very good idea, as he was very fond of turnips, but he went at five o'clock, not six o'clock, and got a lot of turnips.

The wolf would try another trick. He told the little pig about the apples in the Merry’s Garden, and asked the little pig went to get some at five o'clock the next morning. The little pig agreed, and went as before, an hour earlier. But this time the wolf came early too, and arrived while the little pig was still in the apple tree. The little pig pretended to be pleased to see him and threw an apple down to the wolf. While the wolf was picking it up, the little pig jumped down the tree and ran home.

The next day the wolf came again and asked the little pig to go to the fair at Shanklin. When the little pig was going home with, he saw the wolf coming. Then he got into the churn to hide, turned it round and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it. The wolf was very angry that the little pig had got the better of him again. The wolf was intending to come down the chimney and catch the little pig that way. The little pig was waiting for him, however, with a pot of boiling water on the fire. The wolf came down the chimney and fell into the pot with a big SPLASH, and the little pig ate him for supper.

Since then, the wolf was never seen again, and the little pig lived happily in his brick house for many many years.

Well, that’s all our story guys. Thanks for listening and have a nice day.