[Audiobook] – The Three Little Pigs – Bedtime story for kids!
The Three Little Pigs
author: Cherrell Shelley-Robinson
voice: Genevieve Hannon
art director: GEE, geepole.com
Once upon a time a mother pig had three little pigs. Their names were Harry, Barry and Larry.
The three little pigs grew up and so it was time for them to leave home.
Their mother called them and said, “Now you are all grown up you must go out into the world to seek your fortune.”
The three little pigs were happy and sad at the same time when they heard this. They were happy to go out to see the world, but they were sad because they were afraid to go off on their own.
The next day, Harry, Barry and Larry gathered up their bundles and set off together after telling their mother goodbye.
“Take care now,” she told them. “Remember to always work hard and to do your best.”
As the three little pigs walked along the road, they met a man with many bundles of straw.
Now Harry, the first little pig, said to the man, “Can you sell me some of your straw, sir? I want to build a house.”
The man sold Larry a bundle of straw and he went off and built his house.
Soon after, a big bad wolf came along and knocked on his door.
“Little pig, little pig, let me in,” he said.
The little pig knew that it was not good to let a wolf into his house. So he said, “No. By the hair on my chinny chin chin, I’ll not let you in.”
The big bad wolf said, “Well, I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I will blow your house down.”
And so, he huffed and puffed and blew down the straw house and ate up the first little pig.
As the other two pigs walked along, they met a man with some wood. Barry, the second pig, asked him, “Please, sir, can you sell me some of your wood? I want to build a house.”
So the man sold him some wood and he went off and built a wooden house. As he was resting in his favorite chair, the big bad wolf came knocking at his door.
He said, “Little pig, little pig, let me in,” he said.
Barry know he should not let a wolf into his house. So he said, “No. By the hair on my chinny chin chin, I will not let you in.
“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I will blow your house down,” said the big bad wolf.
So he huffed and puffed and blew the wooden house down and ate up the second little pig.
Larry, the last little pig, kept walking along the road. There he met a man with a cartload of bricks.
“Sir, will you sell me some of your bricks to build my house?”
So the man sold him the bricks and Larry went off and built his house.
As he was sitting down reading his newspaper and sipping his tea, he heard a knock at the door. It was the big bad wolf.
“Little pig, little pig, let me in,” said the wolf.
Larry knew that he should not let a wolf into his house. So he said, “No. By the hair on my chinny chin chin, I will not let you in.”
“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down,” said the wolf.
So the big bad wolf huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow the house down because it was built out of bricks.
He huffed and puffed many more times and the house was still standing.
The big bad wolf got so angry that he climbed up onto the roof. He decided to enter the house by going down through the chimney.
But the last little pig heard him on the roof and quickly he put a pot of water on the fire to boil. By the time the big bad wolf squeezed himself down the chimney, the water was boiling hot and into it he fell, headlong.
And that was the end of the big bad wolf and Larry, the littlest pig, lived happily ever after in his strong brick house.
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