The 3 Little Pigs!

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I recorded this version of The 3 Little Pigs for a reading center for Kindergarteners.

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Language

English

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North American (General)

Transcript

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the three little pigs. Once upon a time, there was an old sour three little pigs. She had no money to keep them, so she sent them off to seek their fortune. The first little pig met a man with a bundle of straw and said to him, Please, man, give me that start to build me a house. So the man did, and the little pig built his house with it. Along came a wolf. He knocked at the door and said that a big little big let me come in. No, no, said the little pig, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin. Then I'll huff no puff and I'll blow your house in, said the wolf. So the wolf huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in and he ate up the first little pig. The second little pig met a man with a bundle of sticks and said, Please, man, give, you know, sticks to build me a house. So the man did in the little pig, built his house with them. Then along came the wolf and said, Little pig, little pig, Let me come in. Uh, no, no, not by the hair of my chinny chin kin that all huff and puff and I'll blow your house in, said the Wolf. And so we huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed. And at last he blew the house in and he ate up the second little pig. The third little pig met a man with a load of bricks and said, Please, man, give me those bricks to build me a house. So the man did, and the little pig built his house with, um soon the wolf came along and said, Little pig, little pig, Let me come in now know that where they have my chimney, Tintin Huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in, said the wolf. Well, he huffed, and he puffed and he huffed, and he puffed and he huffed, and he puffed. But he could not blow the house in. At last, the wolf stopped huffing and puffing and said, Little pig, I know where there's a nice feel of turnips. Where said the little pig on Mr Smith's farm, said the wolf. I will go for you tomorrow morning we will go together and get some turnips for dinner very well, said the little pig. What time will you come? Or at six o'clock, said the wolf. Well, the little pig got up at five. He went to Mr Smith's farm and got the turnips before the wolf came to his house. Little big. Are you ready? Asked the wolf. The little pig said, Ready. I have been and come back again. And I got a nice pot full of turnips for my dinner. The wolf was very angry, but then he thought of another way to get the little pig. So he said, Little pig, I know where there's a nice apple tree. Well, where? Said the pig. Don it, Mary Garden, replied the Wolff. I will come for you at five oclock tomorrow morning and we will get some apples. Well, the little pig got up the next morning at four o'clock and went off for the apples. He wanted to get back home before the wolf came, but it was a long way to Mary Garden, and then he had to climb the tree just as he was climbing back down with his basket full of apples. He saw the wolf coming little big. The Wolf said You got here before me. Are the apples nice? E? Yes. Very said the little pig. I will throw one down to you. And he threw The apple is far as he could throw. While the wolf ran to pick it up. The little pig jumped down and ran home. The next day, the wolf came and said to the little pig, Little big! There's a fair Shanklin this afternoon. Would you like to go? Oh, yes. Said the little pig. When will you come to get me at three? Said the wolf. Well, the little pig went off a two o'clock and bought a butter turn at the fair. He was going home with it. When he saw the wolf coming, the little pig jumped into the butter, turned to hide the turn, fell over and rolled down the hill with a little pig in it. This frightened wolf so much that he turned around and ran home. Later, the wolf went to the little pig's house and told him what it happened. Ah, great wrong thing came rolling down the hill right at me. The wolf said, Ha! I frightened you then. So the little pig I went to the fair and bought a butter turn. When I saw you, I got into it and rolled down the hill. The wolf was very angry indeed. I'm going to climb down your chimney and eat you up, he said. When the little pig heard the wolf on the roof, he hung a pot full of water in the fireplace, and then he built a blazing fire. Justus, the wolf was coming down the chimney. The little pig took the cover off the pot and in fell the wolf. The little pig quickly put the cover on again and boiled up the wolf and ate him for supper. And the little pig lived happily ever after.