Three little pigs wanted homes of their own. The first made a quick straw house. The second built with sticks. The third took time to lay strong bricks. A hungry wolf came to the straw house and blew it down. The first pig ran to the stick house. The wolf blew that down too, so both pigs ran to the brick house. No matter how hard the wolf puffed, its walls did not move. At last he went away. The pigs ate warm soup and thanked their careful builder.
A First Stories tale
The Three Little Pigs
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Open this version in the audiobook shelfThree pigs built three homes. One used straw, one used sticks, and one used bricks. A wolf blew at the straw house and the stick house. The pigs ran to their sister's brick house. The wolf blew and blew, but the bricks stayed strong. The pigs were safe, and they made supper together.
Three little pigs wanted homes of their own. The first made a quick straw house. The second built with sticks. The third took time to lay strong bricks. A hungry wolf came to the straw house and blew it down. The first pig ran to the stick house. The wolf blew that down too, so both pigs ran to the brick house. No matter how hard the wolf puffed, its walls did not move. At last he went away. The pigs ate warm soup and thanked their careful builder.
When three little pigs left home, each chose a different way to build. The first tied bundles of straw together and finished before lunch. The second stacked sticks and finished by evening. The third laid one brick at a time, checking that every wall stood straight. Her work took several days.
A wolf found the straw house first. He huffed and puffed until it fell, and the first pig raced to his brother's stick house. That house fell too. Both pigs escaped to their sister's brick house. The wolf took a deep breath and blew at the door and windows, but not one brick shifted. Tired and hungry, he gave up and walked away. The pigs were safe. The first two offered to help their sister plant a garden; they had learned that careful work could be worth the wait.
The three pigs agreed that each would build a home. One bought straw because it was light and easy to carry. Another collected sticks from the edge of the woods. Their sister chose bricks. She spent days mixing mortar, laying straight rows, and letting the walls set. Her brothers teased her for working so slowly.
Their laughter ended when a wolf came down the road. He demanded to be let into the straw house. The first pig refused, and the wolf blew until the loose walls scattered. The pig fled to the stick house, but its frame could not withstand the wolf's breath either. Together the brothers hurried to the brick house, where their sister opened the door and barred it behind them.
The wolf pushed, huffed, and puffed. The house remained firm. He even climbed toward the chimney, but the pigs heard him and lit a bright fire. Feeling the heat, he scrambled back down the roof and ran away. Inside, the pigs shared supper. The brick house had required more patience, but it had room for all three when they needed it most.
Each of the three pigs had enough money for building materials, but each valued a different thing. The eldest wanted a house immediately, so he chose straw. The middle pig wanted something sturdier without much delay and built with sticks. The youngest saved for bricks, measured the ground, and set each row with mortar. Her brothers had moved in long before her roof was finished.
One windy day a wolf arrived at the straw house. When the eldest pig would not open the door, the wolf blew the walls apart. The pig escaped to his brother's house, where the pair hoped the sticks would hold. They did not. Both brothers reached the unfinished-looking brick house just as their sister was fitting its final shutter. She let them in, then fastened the door.
The wolf tried the walls, the windows, and finally the roof. The pigs heard footsteps above them and realized he meant to use the chimney. They built a fire, and the sudden heat sent him scrambling away. Afterward, the youngest pig did not boast. She asked her brothers to help repair the path and plant vegetables around their shared home. They understood the lesson without a lecture: speed had helped them finish, but care had kept them safe.
Inspired by English Fairy Tales, collected by Joseph Jacobs. This text is a new adaptation.