Three Pigs1
A true story by Granny Goose …well, sort of true2
Once upon a time on a farm far, far away, lived three happy little pigs. Well, they really weren’t so little anymore, they had grown into fine handsome fat pigs, but they were still happy and they loved their friend, Farmer John.3
John was a nice farmer, keeping the pigs well fed, and cozy in their little pig pen with the super mud hole for them to wallow in, and always spoke kindly to them. Sometimes he even had a real conversation with them!4
The farmers wife, Mable was not so nice, though. She seemed to detest having the occasional chore of ‘slopping’ the hogs and would throw their food into the pen, always missing the trough where it was supposed to go. And she often spoke very rudely to them. 5
One day as she was feeding them, she said, “I’ll be so glad when you dirty pigs are on your way to the slaughter house to be made into food for us instead of me having to feed you”. 6
“Now what could she mean by that?”, the pigs asked each other. “What’s a slaughter house, and how could we possibly be made into food for them?” But they soon put these thoughts out of their minds and went about the joys of wallowing in the mud. 7
The next day John and Mable were arguing, standing a short distance away from the pig pen. The three little pigs tried to hear what they were saying because the gestures and shouting were not what they were accustomed to. Finally Mable turned and stomped back to the house, leaving John standing, looking towards the pigs with a sad look on his face.8
He walked slowly towards them, stopping next to the pig pen fence. “I wish I didn’t have to do this”, he muttered. “I’m going to miss you guys”. The pigs came closer to the fence, looking quizzically at their friend, wondering what he meant.9
John seemed to sense that they understood something was wrong. “I have to tell them”, he thought to himself, ”but how? How does anyone tell their friends that they’re being sent to slaughter?” 10
The next day, just as the sun was rising over the treetops, a large truck came chugging down the driveway to the farm house. Mable was the first one to greet the driver as he parked and asked which way to the pig pen. He then drove off in that direction. 11
John came running, calling to the driver, “Wait, wait, I’ve changed my mind. You wont be taking the pigs away after all!”12
He had thought about it all through the night, he just couldn’t do it. He would have to convince Mable to agree to keep them.13
He spoke to the truck driver and explained that he was going to keep the pigs and thanked the man for his trouble. 14
As the truck drove away, Mable came storming out of the house. “What are you doing, why did you send him away”, she asked angrily. “We’re not keeping those filthy animals, call the slaughter house and get them back here to pick up those nasty creatures!”, she demanded. 15
John looked at her calmly, turned and walked towards the house. A plan was forming in his mind. He would get them off the farm, but not to be slaughtered. This would take some careful planning but he knew he could do it.16
The next morning he got into his old truck and drove away. A few miles down the road he pulled into a fenced and gated pasture where there was nothing except wild grass, the remains of dried hay from years past, neglected and forgotten, and a few trees. This property had been given to him by his grandfather and almost forgotten about after all these years. Mable probably didn’t even remember that he had it. As he looked around his plan began to take form. A house, on the outside like any other house, could be built here. A small one, just large enough for three friends to sleep, and for a nice mud hole to wallow in. Yes!! It would be perfect. He would just have to warn them about the wolf. 17
John left the pasture, headed for town where he purchased a load of bricks, some mortar and a few other building supplies. He took them to the pasture, unloaded the truck and went back home where Mable was still angry with him. She even refused to make dinner for him, said she wasn’t going to do ANYTHING for him until he got rid of those darned pigs. John just smiled, kissed her on the cheek and said, “Yes, dear. Whatever you say”. “Anything to keep some peace around here”, he thought to himself.18
Now this really miffed Mable for it had been a long time since he had been so nice to her. She relented, just a little, and made some dinner and afterwards they sat down together to listen to their favorite radio program and hear the evening news. 19
Bright and early the next morning John drove the truck to the pig pen and loaded his three friends into the back of it, along with some food, and they set off down the road. The pigs were enjoying this unexpected pleasure trip and watched happily as the trees and wildflowers slipped quickly past them.20
After a while, John stopped the truck, opened up the gate and pulled into the pasture. As the pigs looked around curiously, he opened the tail gate and they jumped to the ground.21
At first the pigs just stood there, then they began to sniff and root the soft earth, grunting and squeeling with pleasure. It felt good beneath their feet and smelled good, too. Awww… this was a wonderful place to which their friend had brought them. 22
John began to explain why he had brought them to the pasture. “This is your new home, we’re going to build you a house here and you can remain here, unbothered, do as you please, run and play to your hearts content”, John said smiling. 23
The pigs looked around in amazement at their new world. All of this, and a new house, too.24
John pointed towards the pile of bricks and mortar mix. “Come on, fellas, we have a lot of work ahead of us”, he told them as they strolled over to the makings of their new home.25
One pig said, “But bricks? Why not just use some of the straw that’s laying around the pasture? It would be a lot easier”.26
“No, replied John. There’s a wolf lives nearby and he could blow it down with one huff and puff. It has to be stronger than straw”.27
“Well, what about using those tree limbs that are laying on the ground beneath the trees? They’re stronger than straw but they’d still be easier than bricks”, said the second pig. Again John said no. “That mean old wolf would just have to huff and puff a little harder, but he’d still blow them down”. To this they had to agree, their house wouldn’t last long and they’d be at the mercy of the wolf.28
“Okay, it’s going to be a lot more work”, said the third pig, “but we can do it, and we’ll be safe from the wolf”. So they all set about building the new house and when it was finished it was indeed a fine house. Farmer John bid them good night, repeated his warning about the wolf, and promised to be back tomorrow to see how they were doing, and to bring them more food.29
Well, sure enough that night the wolf came knocking at their door. At first they were pleased to hear a visitor knocking at the door, but they remembered the warning from John. “Who is it?”, they asked. “It’s me, your neighbor, the wolf”, replied the visitor in his most genteel voice. “I’ve come to welcome you”30
The three pigs huddled together, afraid to open the door. The wolf yelled at them, “Open the door or I’ll huff and I’ll puff ‘til I blow your house down”. The pigs were frightened but they had faith in what Farmer John had told them. In unison they all three said, “Go away, we wont open our door for you!”31
With this the wolf began to huff and puff, and he huffed and puffed some more and some more. But no matter how hard he huffed and puffed, the bricks held fast. He could not blow the house down. Finally he gave up and went away, never to return to the little brick house again. 32
And the three pigs lived happily together for many years …until they married..... but that’s another story.
What did you think? Please comment!
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Now the question on my mind is didn't the learn their lesson? Because if this is before what Mother Goose wrote about then wouldn't that mean they just tried to make the other houses anyway? Guess it got to tight in there with their new wives...hehehehehe anyway I got to go so just wanted to say great write and I really enjoyed reading it and I agree with the others - I see where Mother Goose got her talent from.
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Yes, Izzy-Goose, that's one of my favorite parts of the old Three Little Pigs story, too.
Thanks for reading and commenting, you know I appreciate it
love and
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Gramma
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Aww... this is a nice twist one the original. Well done. im a little disappointd though. The pigs didnt say, "not by the hair on our chinny chin chin." Tis my favorite my favorite part. Still cute though.
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Thank you for your kind comment on the story, Razzberry. I'm happy that your son enjoyed it .... he's one of the people I wrote it for
And now you have me curious about your name??
Dee
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Thanks for your reading and comment, schmeagle I'm glad you enjoyed this little story.
Dee
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I loved it and i suppose it is where your daughter got the three little pigs from??
Teegs
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Wonderful
I love this Granny Goose. It's a great twist to my sons favorite story. I just had to read it to him. He loved it too!!!! BRAVO!!!! Well done!!! I love the picture you chose for this piece, wonderful. Thanks so much for sharing it with us.
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Thank you, Mummala I'm so glad you enjoyed this little take off on the original three little pigs.
I do appreciate you reading it and your nice comment. It's most appreciated
Granny Goose
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This is such a cute story. It was very good that you didnt let them go to the slaughter house becuase this is a childrens story. I really liked how you spiced up the original story, yet still leaving the basic story with the wolf and how the pigs wanted to make different types of houses. Once again, I really enjoyed reading this and I cant wait to read more.
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I'm glad you like it, Sistatroll. I hope your daughter does, too
Granny Goose
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Heh.. funny... I was thinking my daughter would get a kick out of this as well. She's outgrown 'fairytales'... but she enjoys a twist on things. (I've recently introduced her to The Brothers Grimm). And I think she would really enjoy this. What a fun read, thanks for sharing this.
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Thank you so much,crystaltips. I'll be along to read your work soon
Granny Goose
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this is funny- a ncie twist on the original well done
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This was wonderful. You can really write. Nice work. Keep writing, never stop. Happy New Year and goodnight.
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I'd be honored, Jenn, if you print this and read it to your niece....that's who it's for I love writing childrens stories and poems and I'm glad you've enjoyed this one. I hope to get more posted soon.
Granny Goose
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Ohh I loved this story.. and I am bookmarking it right away would you mind if I printed this out and read to my 6 year old niece? She loves it when I read to her and I have ran out of books to read to her.. and I feel that this would be a very excellent story to read to her.. You are amazing writer just from me reading this story.. When I have more time I would be honored to read more of your writes
Jenn
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Thank you, Azazel, for taking the time to read and comment on my story. I do appreciate it
Dee
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Thank you, so much for taking the time to read this story, no1special. I do appreciate it.
And it seems to me that you ARE someone special
Dee
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Awww, thats a sweet story, I like your take on the classic childrens story. Nice touch, the ending, very well done.
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lol-i liked this
i'm glad John loved th pigs enough to save them from Mable's demands
there's two morals to this story -at least to me
take heed to your parents advice and obey b/c there is wisdom in this
like when they pigs remembered John telling htem about the wolf
and also if we trust and have faith in what the word says -that God will take care of us no matter what-the enemy came to attack them but they were ready and protected (of course sometimes we go through hard times for a reason but anyway)
i really enjoyed this
you did a great job at keeping my attention
and i laughed ...so that's good
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thats a great poem! ...
I love the ending it was really funny!
Keep up the great work!
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Thank you, Claudia Amazing, huh... flattery will get you everywhere
I'm glad you enjoyed it
Dee
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Great!!
This is awesome, Amazing even. It's so cool!! Lol, I would say alot more, but I have to go out somewhere -.-
Love ya, Claudia
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Thank you, Von. I hope others enjoy this story, too.
Granny Goose
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Well Granny I can see where your daughter obtained her talent. I love this it's a brilliant adaption of the original now I'm looking forward to the next instalment and the big question- Will Mabel wear a hat to the weddings?
Signed,
A Big Kid
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