Nikhil

  THE THREE BIG BAD WOLVES AND THE LITTLE PIG

Once upon a time, in a quiet town in Mexico, there were three wolves. They were talking with

their sweet kind mother. These three wolves like their mother, but they love being mean.

"It is time for you to go out to the world. Prove that wolves are good and nice hearted animals.

Everybody despises us," said their mother. 

So they said goodbye to their mother and started doing some kind deeds. First they comforted a

hippo, who was sad because somebody had stolen his most precious object, his blanket. He

found it later in a ditch torn into strips. The wolves gave him some flowers. They next met a

giraffe, who was angry because his friend wasn't his friend anymore! It was a lot harder to talk to

him, because he couldn't quite understand English. Later they saw a plump pig. The wolves were

quite tired of doing kind things for other animals. And pig was their favorite dish. So they

decided to follow him and eat him up. The wolves were as hungry as a tiger. They came up with

a plan. They would wait till he went to sleep, then attack him.

All night the wolves followed the pig. They were about to quit the chase when they saw the pig

walk into a brick house. All that the wolves needed to do was to tear down the house and the pig

would be theirs. They planned to call out to the pig and catch him off guard. This seemed to be a

good plan to them, but in my opinion it is a little stupid. The wolves were as smart as a mule.

They first called out, "Little pig, little pig let us in."

Now the pig knew that they were going to do something to him, or to the house. 

But the pig would just cough out, "No, I won't let you in, not by the hair on my chinny chin

chin."

The wolves didn't think about the coughing. They didn't know that it would be deadly. The

wolves decided to try to blow the house down. They didn't know that the brick house was as

strong as an elephant. So they huffed and puffed and huffed and puffed and one of the wolves

had huffed and puffed so much that he became light headed and fainted. He went to the hospital.

The two wolves had some spare matches. Instead of blowing the house down, they would light

the house on fire. These wolves didn't have the brainpower to make up another plan, (except for

the fire) so they determined that they would stick to the plan.

They called out to the pig, "Little pig, little

pig let us in."

But the pig would just cough out, "No, I

won't let you in, not by the hair on my

chinny chin chin."

The wolves surrounded the house. One was

on the east side, and one was on the west. It

just happened that there was a strong east

wind blowing. So when they lit the house

on fire, one of the wolves screaming with

pain, because he was on fire! He stopped,

dropped and rolled. The fire went out, but

he had some burns. He too needed to go to

the hospital. The last wolf was a little

smarter. He decided to break a window and

eat the pig.

He did. He

was quite

happy. The

pig tasted

wonderful.

A week

later, He

started

coughing.

He had got

the Swine Flu. He had to go to the hospital. The Swine Flu was as bad as a poisonous snake that

bit you. At the hospital, the wolves were huddled up, wondering what they should do. One had

fainted, another had burns and the other had the worst kind of Swine Flu. They were feeling

miserable.

Finally

their

mother

came

along to

visit them.

"I told you

to be good,

I knew you

wouldn't

be."

Their

mother

talked and

talked.

After

awhile, she

started

coughing.

She had got the Swine Flu. Unfortunately, this was the coughing Swine Flu. The nurses that

helped the wolves had got it too. Soon everybody in the hospital had it. Then it spread to people

in Mexico.

Everybody

blamed it

on pigs.

The truth

is, the

wolves

started it.