Once upon a time, in a quaint little village, there lived an old mother pig who had three little pigs. As the pigs grew older, their mother realized she did not have enough food to sustain them. With a heavy heart, she decided it was time for them to venture into the world to seek their fortunes.
The first little pig, being quite lazy, had no interest in hard work. He quickly constructed a house made of straw, believing it would be sufficient. The second little pig put in a bit more effort but was still somewhat lazy; he built his house out of sticks. After completing their homes, the two pigs spent the rest of the day singing, dancing, and playing without a care in the world.
In contrast, the third little pig was diligent and hardworking. He dedicated his time to building a sturdy house made of bricks. His house featured a fine fireplace and a chimney, and it appeared strong enough to withstand even the fiercest of winds.
The following day, a cunning wolf happened to wander down the lane where the three little pigs lived. Upon noticing the straw house, he caught the scent of the first little pig inside and felt his mouth water at the thought of a delicious meal.
The wolf knocked on the door and called out:
“Little pig! Little pig! Let me in! Let me in!”
However, the little pig spotted the wolf’s enormous paws through the keyhole and bravely replied, “No! No! No! Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
Angered, the wolf threatened, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!”
With a great effort, the wolf huffed and puffed, and with a powerful blow, the straw house collapsed. The first little pig escaped just in time, running away to hide with his brother in the second pig's house.
The wolf, now eager for more, continued down the lane and came upon the second house made of sticks. He recognized the scent of the two pigs inside and his mouth watered once again, envisioning a hearty meal.
He knocked on the door and demanded, “Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in! Let me in!”
Seeing the wolf’s pointy ears through the keyhole, the two little pigs exclaimed, “No! No! No! Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chins!”
The wolf, now furious, growled, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!”
He huffed and puffed, and with a mighty effort, he blew down the stick house. The greedy wolf attempted to catch both pigs at once, but his greed led to failure; he ended up snapping at nothing but air as the two little pigs escaped and ran as fast as they could to the safety of the brick house.
The wolf chased them ferociously, but the pigs managed to reach the sturdy brick house and slammed the door just before the wolf could pounce. Inside, the three little pigs were terrified, knowing full well the wolf intended to eat them. The wolf, having not eaten all day and now aware of the three pigs' presence, felt his stomach growl with hunger.
He knocked on the brick door and called out, “Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in! Let me in!”
The pigs, spotting the wolf’s narrow eyes through the keyhole, shouted back, “No! No! No! Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chins!”
Infuriated, the wolf declared, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!”
The wolf huffed and puffed with all his might, but despite his efforts, he could not blow the brick house down. Exhausted and out of breath, he finally stopped to rest, fuming with rage. In a fit of anger, he swore he would climb down the chimney to get to the pigs.
Meanwhile, the clever little pig prepared a blazing fire and set a large pot of water to boil over it. Just as the wolf began to descend the chimney, the little pig quickly covered the pot. With a loud splash, the wolf fell right into the scalding water.
Triumphant, the three little pigs boiled the wolf and enjoyed a hearty meal together, grateful for their teamwork and the safety of their sturdy brick house.
And so, they lived happily ever after, knowing that hard work and perseverance had kept them safe from the wolf.
