One day there was a Mummy pig. All of her baby piglets had moved out to live with each other when they were a year old. Their mum told them that they had to move out or they would have to live with their mum for ever and ever and ever, so they packed up and left.
About 4 years later the mother pig wanted her babies to come back and live with her. She built a house out of straw and then she packed up and moved into her straw house. One day later the Big Bad Wolf came by and he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down.
The next day the mummy pig built a house out of sticks. Once she had built the house she packed up and moved into her new house. Luckily for her it wasn’t until a month later that the big bad wolf came by. He saw the stick house and he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down.
The next day mother pig built a house out of bricks. It was so steady even when there was a tornado the house stayed as strong as strong could be. One year later the wolf came by and he saw the brick house so. He huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed and the house stayed strong. The wolf said, “I am going to come down the chimney and what your house is like in the inside and see what I want to steel,” so the wolf climbed on the roof and tried to climb down the chimney. He couldn’t fit down because he was so fat. So the mummy pig decided to use her time wisely and move out of the house and back to where she used to live. She got a feeling that she wasn’t wanted there.
So after all of that they all lived happily ever because the wolf got stuck in the chimney and the house ended up getting knocked down.
Friday, 29 June 2007