7th Oct 2024
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who were quite brave. They wanted to build their own homes and keep away from the big bad wolf's wave. The first pig built his house of straw, quick and easy as can be, not thinking of the wolf who might come to see.
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The second pig built his house from sticks, feeling rather clever and spry. It took a bit longer, but still not too tough, still not that high. The third pig was the smartest of all, he built his house with bricks, steady and tall, while the other pigs danced and laughed in the sun, he worked hard to make sure his house would not run.
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One bright sunny day, the big bad wolf, with a growl and a roar, came to the first pig's house, knocking down the door. "Little pig, little pig! Let me come in!" But the first pig shouted, "You can't come in, not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!" The wolf huffed and puffed, with a mighty gust, the straw house fell down, just like dust.
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The first pig ran to the second pig's house of sticks, yelling and shrieking, running like the wind, like quick tricks. The wolf followed close and knocked at the door, wanting in, wanting to settle the score. "Little pig, little pig! Let me come in!" But the second pig said, "You can't come in, not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!"
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The wolf huffed and puffed again, with a breath so strong, the sticks crumbled down, it didn’t last long. The two little pigs ran, they scrambled and dashed, to the third pig's brick house where they all quickly crashed. They panted and cried, "That wolf is so mean! We need to hide and be safe, but where has he been?"
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The wolf came to their brick house with a fierce little grin, he knocked at the door, trying to get in. "Little pig, little pig! Let me come in!" The three pigs responded, "You can’t come in, not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!" The wolf huffed and puffed with all of his might, but the brick house stood firm, it wouldn’t budge that night.
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The wolf tried again, with anger and spite, but the strong little house held tight without fright. Finally, the wolf gave up and ran away, the pigs danced with joy, celebrating their day! "We learned a big lesson, let’s all work hard! Our choices matter most, let’s keep our guard!"
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The pigs lived together, happy and proud, in their sturdy brick house, they sang songs loud. They shared their tales of the wolf and his might, but they felt so safe in their house, oh what a sight! Together they played, in the fields of green, knowing that teamwork makes the best of a team!
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So remember dear reader, be wise in your play, hard work and planning, will keep fears at bay. Like the three little pigs, build strong and true, with heart and with strength, there’s nothing you can’t do!
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