The Three Little Pigs
The story of The Three Little Pigs featured here has been adapted from different sources and from
childhood memory. The primary sources are English Fairy Tales, retold by Flora Annie Steel (1922)
with illustrations by L. Leslie Brooke from the 1904 version. This story is featured in our Favorite
Fairy Tales and Children's Stories.
Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three little pigs and
not enough food to feed them. So when they were old enough, she sent them
out into the world to seek their fortunes.
The first little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he built his
house out of straw. The second little pig worked a little bit harder but he was
somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. Then, they sang and
danced and played together the rest of the day.
The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a
sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. It looked like it could
withstand the strongest winds.
The next day, a wolf happened to pass by the lane where the three little pigs
lived; and he saw the straw house, and he smelled the pig inside. He thought
the pig would make a mighty fine meal and his mouth began to water.
So he knocked on the door and said:
"Little pig! Little pig!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pig saw the wolf's big paws through the keyhole, so he answered
back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!"
Then the wolf showed his
teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf opened his
jaws very wide and bit down as hard as he could, but the first little pig
escaped and ran away to hide with the second little pig.
The wolf continued down the lane and he passed by the second house made
of sticks; and he saw the house, and he smelled the pigs inside, and his
mouth began to water as he thought about the fine dinner they would make.
So he knocked on the door and said:
"Little pigs! Little pigs!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pigs saw the wolf's pointy ears through the keyhole, so they
answered back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf was
greedy and he tried to catch both pigs at once, but he was too greedy and got
neither! His big jaws clamped down on nothing but air and the two little pigs
scrambled away as fast as their little hooves would carry them.
The wolf chased them down the lane and he almost caught them. But they
made it to the brick house and slammed the door closed before the wolf could
catch them. The three little pigs they were very frightened, they knew the wolf
wanted to eat them. And that was very, very true. The wolf hadn't eaten all
day and he had worked up a large appetite chasing the pigs around and now
he could smell all three of them inside and he knew that the three little pigs
would make a lovely feast.
So the wolf knocked on the door and said:
"Little pigs! Little pigs!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pigs saw the wolf's narrow eyes through the keyhole, so they
answered back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
Well! he huffed and he puffed. He puffed and he huffed. And he huffed,
huffed, and he puffed, puffed; but he could not blow the house down. At last,
he was so out of breath that he couldn't huff and he couldn't puff anymore. So
he stopped to rest and thought a bit.
But this was too much. The wolf danced about with rage and swore he would
come down the chimney and eat up the little pig for his supper. But while he
was climbing on to the roof the little pig made up a blazing fire and put on a
big pot full of water to boil. Then, just as the wolf was coming down the
chimney, the little piggy pulled off the lid, and plop! in fell the wolf into the
scalding water.
So the little piggy put on the cover again, boiled the wolf up, and the three little
pigs ate him for supper.
