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The Three Little Pigs

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Proudly, they stood back and admired their three homes: one of straw, one of wood, and one of brick.
Proudly, they stood back and admired their three homes: one of straw, one of wood, and one of brick.
©2007 Publications International, Ltd.

It was a fine day in the Big Forest. The sun shone brightly through the trees. Its warmth cheered three little pigs traveling through the woods that day. The pigs were brothers. These three brothers had just left home. The pigs hoped to find a new home of their own. A grassy meadow in the middle of the Big Forest seemed just the perfect spot.

"What a wonderful place to make a new start," said the oldest brother proudly.

"True, true," said the youngest brother. "We've been walking all day. Now that we have found our spot in the forest, let's have lunch."

The little pigs spread out a blanket. As they ate lunch, they made plans. The brothers agreed they should build a house right away. But each brother had a different idea about what kind of house to build.

The youngest brother, who was also the laziest, suggested a straw house. "I have the perfect plan. We can steal straw from the farmer's field," said the young pig. "We can stack four walls and a roof in time to plan our supper."

The middle brother, who had a bit more sense, shook his head. "Stealing straw? That's bad manners," he told his younger brother. "It is also bad planning. When it rains, the straw will rot."

"Do you have a better idea?" asked the youngest brother with a snort.

"In fact I do," said the middle brother. "I think wood is good. Look around you. Trees are plentiful. And best of all, trees are free.

In just a few days, we can build a strong and beautiful house that can stand up to any bad weather." He was very pleased with his idea.

The oldest brother cleared his throat. He often had the least to say, but he usually made the most sense. "Though it is true, wood is certainly good, bricks are simply the best," he said thoughtfully. "Bad weather is not the only danger to a house. What about a fire? Our house must keep us safe no matter what."

"But bricks cost money!" said the youngest brother, speaking with his mouth still full."And let us not forget, a brick house takes weeks to build!" said the middle brother, frowning at his younger brother's bad manners.

The three brothers ate the rest of their lunch silently. They could not reach an agreement. In the end, the brothers decided to build three houses: one of straw, one of wood, and one of brick.

He worked until his brick house was complete, chimney and all.
He worked until his brick house was complete, chimney and all.
©2007 Publications International, Ltd.

The oldest brother was the last to finish. While his brothers ran among the

trees, he slowly built his frame. While his brothers took naps in the sun, the oldest brother began to lay his bricks. While his brothers went to bed early and woke up late, the oldest brother steadily worked on his brick home. And while they planned their picnics, the two brothers laughed. They called him foolish. They called him stubborn. But, the oldest brother did not pay attention. He worked until his brick house was complete, chimney and all.

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