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Week 12 Story "The Three Little Pigs"

There once were three little pigs who left their mother to go build their own houses. They each went off separately to go build their houses so when they left each other they had an emotional goodbye.

The first little piggy went off to build his home in the east. He went and found a man who was selling bundles of straw. The little pig thought to himself, "What a great material to build my home with, it should provide great insulation." So the little pig bought all of the bundles he could afford and began construction on his house.

After his house was finished he was content with what he had built. Soon the big bad wolf came by and decided he would love to eat the little piggy for lunch so he yelled at the pig to let him in. The little pig refused to let the big bad wolf in so he puffed and he puffed and he blew the straw house down. The first little pig was no more.

The second little piggy went off to build his home in the west. He went and found a man who was selling bundles of sticks. The little pig thought to himself, "What a great material to build my home with, it should provide great rigidity and it will be so easy to build with." So the little pig bought all of the bundles he could afford and began construction on his house.

After his house was finished he was content with what he had built. Soon the big bad wolf came by and decided he would love to eat the second little piggy for a snack so he yelled at the pig to let him in. The little pig refused to let the big bad wolf in so he puffed and he puffed and he blew the straw house down. The second little pig was no more.

The last little pig seemed to be the smartest of them all, he went off to build his home in the north. He found a man who was selling bricks and he thought to himself, "This is the perfect home building tool, I don't see why anyone would choose anything else." So he bought all the bricks he could and began construction on his house.

The final little pig finished his house and as you may have suspected the big bad wolf came by to blow it down. He thought the last little piggy would make a supreme desert. So he huffed and he puffed with all of his might but he could not blow the house down. The pig's house was too strong and could not be broken down by the wolf's breath. He had no option but to go home. The last pig lived out his life in the home he built for himself.

Authors Note: This story was an adaptation of the classic Three Little Pigs story. No real changes to the story were made besides the exemption of the aftermath that happened with the last little pig and the wolf. This is just the classic story in my own words.

Bibliography:This story is part of the English Fairy Tales (1) unit. Story source: English Fairy Tales by Joseph Jacobs with illustrations by John D. Batten (1890).
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  1. Samantha HatchNovember 11, 2019 at 12:45 PM

    Good retelling of the original. There are a few little typos (like desert rather than dessert), but overall I enjoyed it as much as I did the original. Next time maybe make some character changes. Like...if pigs can build houses in this world, why can't they be the predator? Just a thought.

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  2. Samantha VaughtNovember 17, 2019 at 7:46 PM

    Hey Ryan.

    I did notice some grammatical errors that made the reading a little bit rocky. I also noticed that you must have copy and paste the straw house paragraph for the stick house, because you left "straw" in there instead of "stick." It appears you took a simple approach to retelling a classic, and sometimes that's a breath of fresh air. Those poor piggies got eaten!

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  3. Sam MitchellNovember 17, 2019 at 8:09 PM

    Hey Ryan!
    I like how you told a retelling of a classical story that everyone would know. It is often refreshing and delightful to see a story we all know so well retold in a different way. I think you did a good job of getting your point across but I believe if you went back and made so simply revisions you could enhance your story. Overall, I liked your inspiration and creativity behind the story.

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