The Three Little Pigs
by
Patches the Story Dog
A story about hard work and good planning keep you safe
for your Preschooler
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Once upon a time, three little pig brothers lived in a sunny meadow. They loved to play in the tall grass and roll in the warm mud. But one day, their mama said, "It is time to build your own houses!"
The first little pig found a pile of yellow straw. "This will be easy!" he said. He stacked the straw up, up, up. His house was done in no time. "Now I can nap!" he said with a yawn.
Second Little Pig found a bunch of brown sticks. "Sticks are quick!" she said. She tied the sticks together — snap, snap, snap. "All done! Time to play!" She skipped away to chase butterflies.
Third Little Pig picked up a heavy red brick. Then another. Then another. "Take your time and do it right," she said. She mixed the mortar. She stacked each brick, one by one. It was hard work, but she did not stop.
"Come play with us!" called Second Little Pig. "Not yet," said Third Little Pig. "A strong house keeps you safe. I want to finish every brick." She worked all day until her house was tall and sturdy, with a big chimney on top.
That night, a shadow crept across the meadow. Two big yellow eyes glowed in the dark. It was Big Bad Wolf! He was hungry and he was sneaky. He sniffed the air. "I smell little pigs," he growled.
Big Bad Wolf knocked on the straw house door. "Little pig, little pig, let me come in!" "Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!" cried the first little pig. Big Bad Wolf took a deep breath. He huffed! He puffed! WHOOOOSH! The straw flew everywhere!
The first little pig ran to Second Little Pig's stick house. "Let me in! Let me in!" he squealed. BANG, BANG, BANG! Big Bad Wolf was right behind him. "Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!" "No, no, NO!" they cried together.
Big Bad Wolf took a BIGGER breath. He huffed! He puffed! He BLEW the house down! CRACK! SNAP! Sticks tumbled and crumbled. "Run!" cried Second Little Pig. "Run to our sister's brick house!" And they ran as fast as their little legs could go.
Third Little Pig opened her door wide. "Come in, come in! You are safe here." She locked the big door — CLICK. She put a pot of water on the fire. "When someone tries to scare you, stay calm and stay together," she said. "This house is strong."
Big Bad Wolf huffed. He puffed. He blew and blew and BLEW! But the brick house did not move. Not one little bit! He tried the chimney — but the hot, smoky air tickled his nose. "ACHOO!" He sneezed so hard he tumbled off the roof and ran far, far away!
The three little pigs hugged. "Thank you, sister," said Second Little Pig. "You did the hard work, and it kept us all safe." Third Little Pig smiled. "Tomorrow, I will teach you both how to lay bricks. We can build something even better — together."