The story of the three little pigs is one that all children were told as youngsters. It has been handed down from person to person. There are many many different versions.
Once upon a time there were three little swine that wanted to go off into the world and build themselves a home. So they headed out to stake their claims. The first little pig saw a pile of hay stacked 4 stories high and set himself to work. The second one came along a pile of sticks and thought that this would be and easy way to build his house and he to set to work. The third one wasn't as lazy and wanted to be safe. So he got himself some bricks and as hard as an ox and sweated like a pig to build a strong safe home.
Now there was a hungry wolf roaming along, when he spotted the first pigs house. He walked up to the door and yelled, "Little pig, little pig let me come in." With a squeal the pig replied, "Not by the hairs of my chiny chin chin." So the wolf took in a huge gulp of air and blow down the straw house. The pig ran shrieking to his brother's stick abode. The wolf, satisfied with his destructive acts, moved on to the next victims house. "Little pig, little pig let me come in." He taunted. The pig replied, "Not by the hairs of my chiny chin chin." So the wolf huffed and puffed and blow down the house of sticks. The two piggies sprinted to their last brother's house and begged to be allowed in. The wolf calmly strolled up to the last house and rapped on the door. "Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in." The brothers yelled out, "Not by the hairs of our chiny chin chins." So for the third time that day he took a huge breath and let lose. But to his dismay nothing happened. After several more attempts he scampered away extremely embarrassed.
Smile Face-----figurative language and repetition
