Once upon a magical time, Mummy Pig had three little piglets, each one plump and ready for a big adventure: building their very own homes!
The first little piggy, with a twinkle in her eye, scooped up a bunch of straw. “This will be quick and easy!” she thought. But then, a big, bad wolf came strolling by, rapping on her door with a grin, “Little Pig, little Pig, let me in!”
“No way, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” the piggy squeaked.
“Well, then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!” And with a great gust, the wolf sent her straw house tumbling down. The little piggy squealed all the way back to Mummy Pig’s cozy den.
Next up, the second piggy, feeling a bit bolder, picked a bundle of sticks. “This will surely hold,” she hummed. But guess who came knocking? That grumpy old wolf, with his big, bad breath, he huffed, “Little Pig, little Pig, let me in!”
“Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” she replied.
“I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll send your house flying!” True to his word, the wolf blew her stick house away. Shivering, the second piggy scampered back to safety with Mummy Pig.
But the third piggy, oh, she was the cleverest of them all. “I need something super strong!” she declared, and off she went to buy bricks. Building her house was tough and took ages, but oh, how sturdy it stood!
That night, as she snuggled in, there was a knock… It was the wolf! “Little Pig, little Pig, let me in!”
“Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!!” she bravely called out.
“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll… well, I’ll try to blow your house down!” But no matter how much he huffed or puffed, the house didn’t budge. The wolf stomped off, defeated at last.
The smart little piggy beamed, proud of her hard work. Soon, her sisters joined her for the coziest sleepover ever, and they all lived snugly and happily, outsmarting the big bad wolf together.
