Once upon a time, in a peaceful and sunny meadow, there lived three little pigs. They were siblings who had grown up under the loving care of their mother. When they were old enough, their mother told them, “My dear children, it is time for you to go out into the world and build your own homes. But remember, whatever you do, do it the best you can, and beware of the big bad wolf.”
Excited and eager to start their new lives, the three little pigs set off on their journey. The first little pig, who was the laziest of the three, quickly found a spot to build his house. He decided to make his house out of straw because it was the easiest and fastest material to work with. In no time, his house was finished, and he settled in, feeling very pleased with himself.
The second little pig, who was a bit more diligent but still liked to take the easy way out, decided to build his house out of sticks. It took him a little longer than the first pig, but soon his house was also complete. He moved in and admired his work, thinking it was strong enough to keep him safe.
The third little pig, who was the wisest and most hardworking of the three, chose to build his house out of bricks. He knew it would be a lot of work, but he wanted a house that was sturdy and could withstand any danger. He spent days laying each brick carefully, making sure his house was strong and well-built. When he was finally done, he moved in, feeling proud of his solid and secure home.
One day, while the first little pig was relaxing in his straw house, he heard a rustling sound outside. To his horror, he saw the big bad wolf approaching. The wolf knocked on the door and said, “Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”
The first little pig trembled with fear and replied, “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
The wolf growled, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!” With a mighty breath, the wolf blew the straw house down, and the first little pig ran as fast as he could to his brother’s stick house.
The wolf followed the first little pig to the second little pig’s house and knocked on the door. “Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!”
The second little pig shouted, “Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins!”
The wolf snarled, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!” He took a deep breath and blew the stick house down with ease. The two frightened pigs ran as fast as they could to their brother’s brick house.
The wolf, determined to catch the pigs, chased them to the third little pig’s house. He knocked on the door and said, “Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!”
The third little pig replied confidently, “Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins!”
The wolf roared, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!” He huffed and puffed with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, the brick house stood firm. The wolf was furious and decided to try another tactic.
He climbed onto the roof of the brick house, intending to come down the chimney. But the wise third little pig had anticipated this. He quickly lit a roaring fire in the fireplace and placed a large pot of boiling water on it. As the wolf slid down the chimney, he fell straight into the pot of boiling water with a yelp.
The wolf scrambled out of the pot, howling in pain, and fled from the house, never to be seen again. The three little pigs rejoiced and celebrated their safety. They learned a valuable lesson that day: hard work and perseverance always pay off in the end.
The first and second little pigs decided to rebuild their houses with bricks, just like their wise brother. The three little pigs lived happily ever after in their sturdy homes, knowing they were safe from any harm.
And so, the story of the three little pigs became a legend, passed down through generations, teaching the importance of diligence, preparation, and the value of doing things the right way.
