Once upon a time, there was a big forest, and I, as a wolf, as the only wolf in the forest, had been living there for a long time. The life here was pretty boring, because the animals that used to live here had moved away because of me. Until one day, there were three little pigs, which claimed they went from home to seem their fortune. It has been a long time since I ate something, so I decided to check it out, to see if there’s any fresh flesh.
On my way, I happened to see a little pig talking to a man with a bundle of straw, so I hided into the bush and eavesdrop.
“Good man, give me that straw to build me a house.” Said the little pig. The man gave the straw, and the little pig built his house with it.
How stupid the little pig is. Didn’t he know house that made of straws could be destroyed easily?
Later, I paid him a visit. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.” But that naïve little pig said “No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.” How naïve. I think it’s time to show him what I was capable of, so then I huffed, and I puffed, and I blew his house in. He was so scared that he was begging for mercy on the ground. But still, I ate him without hesitation.
On my way, I happened to see a little pig talking to a man with a bundle of straw, so I hided into the bush and eavesdrop.
“Good man, give me that straw to build me a house.” Said the little pig. The man gave the straw, and the little pig built his house with it.
How stupid the little pig is. Didn’t he know house that made of straws could be destroyed easily?
Later, I paid him a visit. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.” But that naïve little pig said “No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.” How naïve. I think it’s time to show him what I was capable of, so then I huffed, and I puffed, and I blew his house in. He was so scared that he was begging for mercy on the ground. But still, I ate him without hesitation.
On my way out, I saw the second little pig was talking to a man with a bundle of furze.
“Good man, give me that furze to build me a house.” Said the little pig. The man gave the straw, and the little pig built his house.
This pig really was as stupid as the first little pig. So later, I knocked on his door: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”
“No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.”
“Then I’ll puff, and I’ll huff and I’ll blow your house in!” I blew the house in and ate up the little pig. That was easy. After seeing how stupid this family is, I decided to track the third little pig down.
One day when I was wandering in the forest, wondering where the third stupid little pig was, he showed up right in front of me. He was talking to a man with a load of bricks and said, “Good man, give me that bricks to build me a house with.”
The man gave the bricks, and the little pig built his house. And again, I went over and knocked on the door: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”
“No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.”
“Then I’ll puff, and I’ll huff and I’ll blow your house in!”
So I huffed, and I puffed, and I huffed, and I puffed, and I puffed and huffed… but I could NOT get the house down. I was so furious, and my heart was full of anger. But my instinct told me that I couldn’t just give up. An idea came to my mind. “Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips in Mr. Smith’s field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning we will go together and get some for dinner.”
“Very well,” said the little pig. “What time do you mean to go?” I said six.
But next day, by the time I arrived, he said, “I have been and come back again, and got a nice potful for dinner.” I was so angry when I heard this. But I told myself I couldn’t give up. So I said, “Little pig I know where there is a nice apple-tree down at the merry-garden. And if you will not deceive me I will come for you at five tomorrow and get some apples.”
The next day, I got up a little bit earlier because I know he might play tricks on me. And I was right. When I got there, he was on the tree. I asked him, ”Are they nice apples?” He threw me down one. He threw it too far, and while I was gone to pick it, he ran away. Ok, he’s smart, smarter than I thought. I decided to give it one last shot.
“Little pig, there is a fair in town this afternoon at three, will you go?” He said yes. When I was heading to the fair, suddenly, something really big and round rolled down the hill, and went past me. It scared the hell out of me. So I ran and ran and ran to the little pig’s house, I told him what happened, and then he laughed at me so hard. “Ha! Ha! I frightened you, then!”
I was right! He was playing tricks on me! I couldn’t bear it anymore. I knocked at the door so hard that my hands were hurt. I saw a chimney so I tried to climb in there and then got in the house. Before I climbed into chimney I shouted to the pig, “Don't’ try to run! I’m coming after you!” I heard giggling. That’s humiliated. So I pushed myself into the chimney and jumped down. But I didn’t realize that I was jumping into a full pot of hot water! I didn’t see that coming. The second that I fell into the hot water he put on a cover, and you know what happened next.
Now the only thing I can do is sitting here in heaven watching what the pig is doing every day while regretting how stupid I was and hoping someone can eventually eat that pig. I know that day will come! Don’t ask me why. I just know it.
“Good man, give me that furze to build me a house.” Said the little pig. The man gave the straw, and the little pig built his house.
This pig really was as stupid as the first little pig. So later, I knocked on his door: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”
“No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.”
“Then I’ll puff, and I’ll huff and I’ll blow your house in!” I blew the house in and ate up the little pig. That was easy. After seeing how stupid this family is, I decided to track the third little pig down.
One day when I was wandering in the forest, wondering where the third stupid little pig was, he showed up right in front of me. He was talking to a man with a load of bricks and said, “Good man, give me that bricks to build me a house with.”
The man gave the bricks, and the little pig built his house. And again, I went over and knocked on the door: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”
“No, no, by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.”
“Then I’ll puff, and I’ll huff and I’ll blow your house in!”
So I huffed, and I puffed, and I huffed, and I puffed, and I puffed and huffed… but I could NOT get the house down. I was so furious, and my heart was full of anger. But my instinct told me that I couldn’t just give up. An idea came to my mind. “Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips in Mr. Smith’s field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning we will go together and get some for dinner.”
“Very well,” said the little pig. “What time do you mean to go?” I said six.
But next day, by the time I arrived, he said, “I have been and come back again, and got a nice potful for dinner.” I was so angry when I heard this. But I told myself I couldn’t give up. So I said, “Little pig I know where there is a nice apple-tree down at the merry-garden. And if you will not deceive me I will come for you at five tomorrow and get some apples.”
The next day, I got up a little bit earlier because I know he might play tricks on me. And I was right. When I got there, he was on the tree. I asked him, ”Are they nice apples?” He threw me down one. He threw it too far, and while I was gone to pick it, he ran away. Ok, he’s smart, smarter than I thought. I decided to give it one last shot.
“Little pig, there is a fair in town this afternoon at three, will you go?” He said yes. When I was heading to the fair, suddenly, something really big and round rolled down the hill, and went past me. It scared the hell out of me. So I ran and ran and ran to the little pig’s house, I told him what happened, and then he laughed at me so hard. “Ha! Ha! I frightened you, then!”
I was right! He was playing tricks on me! I couldn’t bear it anymore. I knocked at the door so hard that my hands were hurt. I saw a chimney so I tried to climb in there and then got in the house. Before I climbed into chimney I shouted to the pig, “Don't’ try to run! I’m coming after you!” I heard giggling. That’s humiliated. So I pushed myself into the chimney and jumped down. But I didn’t realize that I was jumping into a full pot of hot water! I didn’t see that coming. The second that I fell into the hot water he put on a cover, and you know what happened next.
Now the only thing I can do is sitting here in heaven watching what the pig is doing every day while regretting how stupid I was and hoping someone can eventually eat that pig. I know that day will come! Don’t ask me why. I just know it.