Hey there, I'm Missy!
And I'm Bryan, and this is little Ollie.
Say "hi," Ollie!
You may know us from out YouTube channel Daily Bumps,
But today we're here at Cool School!
And we're super excited because we're at The Story Circle,
where we're gonna read the Three Little Pigs!
Are you ready? Are you ready?
Let's go!
MISSY: Once upon a time there were three little pigs--
not the same piggies who went to market to get roast beef
and then for some odd reason went “wee wee wee” all the way home—
No, these three little pigs are builders
and are about to build their very first homes!
The first little pig didn’t really want to build a house…
he didn’t think it was very exciting at all.
The only point of having a house at all was to have somewhere to put your tv and video games!
So he found some straw and made a little house with it.
Not a very good house...but he built it pretty fast!
The second little pig wasn’t very interested in house building either.
He didn’t want to waste time or money shopping for hammers and nails,
so he quickly made his house with sticks,
stacked up and held together with chewed-up bubble gum and scotch tape.
Hmmm, might not be the best way to build a house...
but it did make for a great pic for all his Twitter followers!
Since the first two pigs were finished pretty quickly,
they skipped on over to the third pig’s house.
He was building his house with bricks.
He was making a very serious house. The two other pigs were shocked.
“Bricks cost like a hundred dollars or something!”
“Yeah! And it’s gonna take you like forever!”
“But once I’m finished, I will have a very sturdy house that will last and last!”
“Whatever, dude!”
“Yeah, whatever. We’ll see you later. We’re gonna go play!”
The third little pig wanted to go play,
but he had work to do.
He stayed and worked, and worked, and WORKED until his house was done.
And hey!—It looked pretty good! And it was solid like a rock!
The first little pig sat down to eat his supper,
a frozen pizza.
He didn’t have an oven, so he was just eating it like a popsicle.
Someone knocked on his straw door.
“Who is it?”
“Little pig, little pig, let me in!”
“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
--which in pig latin means “no way!”--
“Well, then, I’ll have to huff,
and puff,
and BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!
The little pig didn’t like the sound of that!
“Uh Oh--”
The house of straw blew away in one second,
leaving the little pig just sitting in his chair surrounded by a pile of straw.
The big bad wolf smiled and waved.
“Oh, hello there, little pig!”
“Ahhhh!”
the pig squealed, and he ran to his brother’s house of sticks.
He was telling his brother about the wolf, when:
[knocking]
"Who is it?"
“Ohhh, little pigs! Let me in!”
“Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins!”
“Welllll, I guess I’ll just have to huff,
and then puff,
and then BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!”
Uh-oh....
"That's a bummer."
The big bad wolf grinned at them,
but the little pigs squealed and ran “EEEEEE!”
all the way to their brother’s house, the one he made of bricks.
They told him about the big bad wolf
and how he was huffing and puffing and blowing down houses!
And just as they were finishing up their story,
there was knock at the door!
“No wolves allowed!”
“Is that right? Okay then.
I'll just huff…”
“Oh no, this is bad, he’s very good at this.”
“And I’ll puff!”
“This next part is the very bad part!”
“AND I’LL BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!”
But...nothing happened!
“What was that you said, Mr. Wolf?”
“Ahem, I... I said I’ll HUFF!
And I’ll PUFF!”
“Yes, and?”
“AND I’LL BLOOOOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!”
Still, all his huffing and puffing couldn’t blow down the house of bricks.
This was very embarrassing for the wolf!
The three little pigs danced and sang that they weren’t afraid of the big bad wolf.
But then they heard a noise at the window.
“He’s coming in through the window!”
“Hide!”
“Don’t worry.
“I have the latest technology in window locks and that glass is unbreakable.
"It’s the stuff they use to build space shuttles and shark tanks.
Cost me a pretty penny, but it’s sure worth it now!”
The wolf tried as hard as he could but he couldn’t get in through the window.
He stared in at the little pigs as they danced and sang.
He didn’t like this one bit!
He looked all around, “Aha!
The chimney!”
The wolf climbed up onto the roof and scooted down the chimney.
Not cool, wolf!
Chimneys are for cozy winter nights by the fire and Santa only!
The wolf shimmied down and instead of making a grand, terrifying entrance,
the wolf plopped right into the third little pig’s cookpot!
“YEEEOWWWWCH!!!
Hot, hot, hot, HOTTT!”
The wolf saw the third little pig in his apron holding a spoon.
“Are you going to eat me?
"Pleeeease don’t! I don’t wanna be dinner!
Please, please, pretty puuuuhhhleeease!”
“Eat you? No way, I’m a vegetarian!
"But stop crying and please get out of my ratatouille—
you’re going to ruin the seasoning!”
The wolf splashed out of the ratatouille.
He didn’t look so scary now,
all covered in sauce and whimpering like a little pup!
“You ruined my house!”
“I’m sorry.”
“And mine!”
“I’m sorry!”
"And you ruined my ratatouille!”
“Still tastes all right.”
“No, now it’s got wolf hair in it. Grroosss!
The pigs had no choice but to take the wolf to Pork Court,
where the judge (a very old and wise pig) decided that the wolf would have to repay the pigs
by helping them rebuild their houses and being their butler for a whole year!
Turns out, he made a pretty good ratatouille! Who knew?
And so the three pigs learned that hard work can pay off,
and they all lived in their sturdy brick houses happily ever after.
The end... How do you think we did, Ollie?
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