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Wednesday, 16 March 2016

The Three Little Pigs

Many years ago there lived a old mother pig and three little pigs. They lived in a little grassy clearing in the middle of a dark forest. The three little pigs grew so big that their mother said to them, "You are too big to live here any longer. You must go and build houses for yourselves but be very careful that the big bad wolf does not eat you.”
One day the first eldest pig built his house out of straw because it was easy and his name was Ken. He was kind and fat. The second medium pig built his house out of sticks and took him a little bit longer and his name was John. The youngest pig took a very long time to build his house out of bricks and his name was Sam. He was brown and very small.

Suddenly the Big bad wolf came out of the forest he was grey and had big sharp teeth he tiptoed to the eldest pig house he knocked on the door in a whisper little pig little pig let me in said the wolf not from my hair by my chinny chin chin I will not let you
said the pig. Then I’ll huff then I’ll puff then I’ll blow your house down said the wolf then I’ll huff then I’ll huff then I’ll blow your house down then the wolf blow the house very hard the eldest ran to the second pig house.

Suddenly the big bad wolf came again in a deep loud voice little pig little pig let me come in said the wolf not from my hair by my chinny chin chin I will not let you in said the second  medium pig. Then I’ll huff then I’ll puff then I’ll blow your house down then he blow the house down then the eldest pig and the medium pig ran all the way to the youngest pig house.

When they got there they said Sam Sam please let me they cried the pigs so he let them in and the big bad wolf came to the youngest pig house little pig little pig let me come in said the wolf not from my hair by my chinny chin chin I’ll will not let you in said the pigs. Then I’ll huff then I’ll blow your house down so the big bad wolf blow it down but he couldn't.


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