The Three Little Pigs 三只小猪丨外教讲故事
The Three Little Pigs
The Three Little Pigs
Once upon a time there were three little pigs and the time came for them to seek their fortunes and build their houses.
The first little pig built himself a house of straw.
The middle brother decided to build a house of sticks, it wasn’t either a very strong house.
But the third pig, the oldest, decided to build a house of bricks.
He did not mind hard work because he wanted a strong house..
Because he knew that in the woods nearby there was a wolf who liked to catch little pigs and eat them up.
When the three houses were finished, the three little pigs were happy dancing and singing -- "Who is scared of furious wolf, furious wolf, furious wolf?
Just as the first little pig reached his door, out of the woods popped a big bad wolf.
The little pig squealed with fright and slammed the door.
"Little pig, little pig, let me come in!" cried the wolf.
"Not by the hair of my chinny -- chin- chin!" said the little pig.
"Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!" roared the wolf.
And he blew the little straw house down.
Away raced the little pig to his brother’s house of sticks.
The wolf was really angry, so he went behind the youngest pig until the house of sticks, where the pigs were singing.
"Who is scared of furious wolf, furious wolf, furious wolf?"
Suddenly the wolf roared, "Open the door, let me come in!"
"No, we won’t!" said the pigs. "Not by the hair of my chinny -- chin- chin!"
"Then I´ll huff and I´ll puff and I´ll blow down your house down!" roared the wolf.
And he blew down the little house of sticks.
The two little pigs raced away to his big brother’s house of bricks and started to sing, "Who is scared of furious wolf, furious wolf, furious wolf?,
This made the big wolf perfectly furious, "Open the door little pigs! Let me come in! "
"No, Not by the hair of my chinny -- chin- chin!"
"Then I´ll huff and I´ll puff and I´ll blow down your house!"
But he couldn’t blow down that little house of bricks.
He decided to climb and get in through the chimney.
So he climbed, jumped down and fell right into a kettle of boiling water!
He sprang straight up the chimney again and raced away into the woods.
The three little pigs never saw him again, and spent their time in the strong brick house dancing and singing.
“Who is scared of furious wolf, furious wolf, furious wolf?”