The Three Little Pigs – Pretzels

“The Three Little Pigs” Story

Long ago there lived a mother pig who had three little pigs.  The mother pig was very poor and at last, she had sent her pigs out to seek their fortunes.

The first little pig that went away met a man with a bundle of straw.  “Please sir, give me that straw so I can build me a house,” said the pig.  The man gave the straw to the little pig.  Then, the pig built a house of straw and lived in the house.

By and by, a wolf came along and knocked at the door of the little straw house.  “Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” called the wolf.  “No, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” answered the pig.  “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in,” said the wolf.  So, he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in.  Then, he chased the little pig away.

The second little pig that went away met a man with a bundle of sticks.  “Please sir, give me your bundle of sticks so that I can build me a house.”  The man gave the sticks to the little pig.  Then the pig built a house of sticks and lived in the house.

By and by, the wolf came along and knocked at the door of the little house of sticks.  “Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” called the wolf.

“No! Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” answered the pig.

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in,” said the wolf.  So, he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in.  Then he chased away the little pig.

Now, the third pig that went away met a man with a load of bricks and he said, “Please sir, give me your load of bricks so that I can build me a house.”  The man gave the bricks to the little pig.  Then the pig built a house of bricks and lived in the house.

At last, the wolf came along and he knocked at the door of the brick house.  “Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” called the wolf.

“No, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” answered the pig.

“Then, I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in,” said the wolf.  So, he huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow the little brick house in.

The wolf rested a few minutes and then he said, “Little pig, little pig, will you let just the tip of my nose in?”

“No!” said the little pig.

“Little pig, little pig will you let just my paw in?”

“No!” said the little pig.

“Little pig, little pig, will you let just the tip of my tail in?”

“No!” said the little pig.

“Then I will climb up the roof and I will come down the chimney,” said the wolf.

But the little pig made the fire very hot so that the wolf could not come down the chimney.  So, he went away and that was the end of him.

The little pig then went and fetched his mother and they still live happily in their little brick house.