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Der große, böse Wolf und die drei kleinen Schweinchen

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Der große, böse Wolf und die drei kleinen Schweinchen

 

 

 

 

 

The first little pig met a man carrying a bundle of straw.

“Excuse me,” said the first little pig politely. “Would you please sell some of your straw so I can make a house?”

The man readily agreed and the first little pig went off to find a good place to build his house.

The other little pigs carried on along the road and, soon, they met a man carrying a bundle of sticks.

“Excuse me,” said the little pig politely. “Would you please sell me some sticks so I can build a house?”

The man readily agreed and the little pig said goodbye to his brother.

The third little pig didn’t think much of their ideas:

“I’m going to build myself a much bigger, better, stronger house” he thought, and he carried off down the road until he met a man with a cart load of bricks.

“Excuse me,” said the third little pig, as politely as his mother had taught him. “Please can you sell me some bricks so I can build a house?”

“Of course,” said the man. “Where would you like me to unload them?”

The third little pig looked around and saw a nice patch of ground under a tree.

“Over there,” he pointed.

They all set to work and by nighttime the house of straw and the house of sticks were built but the house of bricks was only just beginning to rise above the ground. The first and second little pigs laughed, they thought their brother was really silly having to work so hard when they had finished.

 

 

 

 

One starlit night, soon after they had settled in, a wolf came out looking for food. By the light of the moon he espied the first little pig’s house of straw and he sidled up to the door and called:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin!” replied the little pig.

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!” said the wolf who was a very big, bad, and a greedy sort of wolf.

 

 

 

 

The next night the wolf was even hungrier and he saw the house of sticks. He crept up to the door and called:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“Oh no, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” said the second little pig, as the first little pig hid trembling under the stairs.

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!” said the wolf.

 

 

 

 

“What did I tell you?” said the third little pig. “It’s important to build houses properly.” But he welcomed them in and they all settled down for the rest of the night.

The following night the wolf was even hungrier and feeling bigger and badder than ever.

Prowling around, he came to the third little pig’s house. He crept up to the door and called:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“Oh no, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” said the third little pig, while the first and the second little pigs hid trembling under the stairs.

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!” said the wolf.

 

 

 

 

The wolf was very angry and getting even bigger and even badder by the minute.

“I’m going to eat you all,” he growled, “just you wait and see.”

He prowled round the house trying to find a way in. The little pigs trembled when they saw his big eyes peering through the window. Then they heard a scrambling sound.

 

Wolf climbing down chimnet

 

 

 

 

The three little pigs got the biggest pan they had, and filled it full of water and put it on the fire to boil. All the time they could hear the sound of the wolf climbing the tree and then walking along the roof.

The little pigs held their breath. The wolf was coming down the chimney.  Nearer and nearer he came until, with a tremendous splash, he landed in the pan of water.

“Yoweeeee!” he screamed, and shot back up the chimney thinking his tail was on fire.

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