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The Three Little Pigs

THERE was once a mother pig who had three little pigs. When they were old enough to leave home, she sent them into the world to seek their fortune.1

The first pig met a man who was carrying a bundle of straw, and he said to him:

"Please may I have some of your straw to build a house?"

The man gave him some straw, and the little pig built a nice little straw house. Soon the wolf came up to the house. He knocked at the door and said:

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

The little pig answered:

"No, no, by the hair on my chinny chin chin."2

"Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."3

So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in and ate up the little pig.

The second little pig met a man who was carrying a bundle of furze, and he said to him:

"Please may I have some of your furze to build a house?"

The man gave him some furze, and the little pig built a nice little house. Soon the wolf came up to the house. He knocked at the door and said:

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

The little pig answered:

"No, no, by the hair on my chinny chin chin."

"Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."

So he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, and in the end he blew the house in and ate up the little pig.

The third little pig met a man who was carrying a load of bricks,4 and he said to him:

"Please may I have some of your bricks to build a house?"

The man gave him some bricks, and the little pig built a nice little house. Soon the wolf came up to the house. He knocked at the door, and said:

"Little pig, little pig, let me come in."

The little pig answered!

"No, no, by the hair on my chinny chin chin."

"Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."

So he huffed and he puffed, and he puffed and he huffed, but he could not blow the house down because it was made of bricks. He had to think of some other way 5 to get the little pig, so he said:

"Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips."

"Where?" asked the little pig.

"In Mr Smith's field. At six tomorrow morning I'll call for you 6 and we'll go together and get some turnips for dinner."

But the little pig got up at five o'clock and got the turnips before the wolf came. And when the wolf called at six and asked, "Are you ready?" the little pig said:

"I have already been to the field and I already have a pot of turnips on the fire. Now I am cooking them for dinner."





The wolf was very angry, but he still wanted to get the little pig, and he said:

"Little pig, I know where there is a nice apple-tree with ripe apples on it."

"Where?" asked the little pig.

"Down at Merry-garden. I'll call for you at five o'clock tomorrow morning and we'll go and get some apples."

But the little pig got up at four o'clock and went to Merry-garden. He hoped to be back with the apples before the wolf came. But he was still up in the tree, when he saw the wolf was coming. The little pig was very frightened.

"Little pig! So you are here before me! Are the apples nice?" said the wolf.

"Yes, very nice," answered the little pig. "I'll throw you one to taste,"7 and he threw an apple as far away as he could. While the wolf was hurrying to pick it up, the little pig jumped down out of the tree and ran home.

The next day the wolf called again, and said to the ittle pig:

"Little pig, there is a fair at Shanklin this afternoon. Do you want to go? We can go together."

"Oh yes," said the little pig. "What time will you be ready?"

"At three," answered the wolf.

So the little pig went off early, as before, and bought a butter churn 8 at the fair. As he was on his way home, he saw the wolf on the road. He did not know what to do, so he got inside the churn. Then the churn began to turn over, and it rolled down the hill with the little pig inside it. This frightened the wolf so much that he did not go to the fair, but ran home. Then he went to the little pig's house and said:

"Oh, little pig, I got such a fright 9 as I was going to the fair. A great round thing rolled down the hill past me."

The little pig said:

"Ha, ha, I frightened you, then. I went to the fair and bought a butter churn. When I saw you, I got into it, and rolled down the hill."

Now the wolf was very angry indeed. He decided to climb down the chimney and eat up the little pig. When the little pig heard a noise on the roof, he put his biggest pot on the fire to boil, and took the lid off just as the wolf was coming down. The wolf fell in, and the little pig boiled him. The little pig lived happily ever afterwards 10 in his safe little house of bricks.





1 to seek their fortune — искать свое счастье

2 No, no, by the hair on my chinny chin chin. — He пущу, клянусь моей бородой-бородищей.

3 Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in. — Тогда я как дуну, как налечу — сразу снесу твой дом.

4 met a man who was carrying a load of bricks — встретил человека с возом кирпичей

5 think of some other way — придумать какой-нибудь другой способ

6 I'll call for you — я зайду за тобой

7 I'll throw you one to taste - Я брошу тебе одно (яблоко) попробовать

8 a butter churn — маслобойка

9 I got such a fright — я так испугался

10 lived happily ever afterwards — жил да поживал счастливо (концовка сказок)


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